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vad-hander · 2 years

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Pairing: Johnny (NCT) x reader x Jinyoung (GOT7)

Genre: Series | Smut | Angst | Fluff

Warnings: abuse, depression, toxic friendship, established relationships (?), mentions of self harm, messed up everything (you’ll get it as you read it), cheating, best friends to enemies, lovers to strangers

Words: 8.4k

“No.” you replied too quickly. Jinyoung’s hand that hugged your waist pulled your body closer to his, making you straddle his lap now. “What you’re doing?” you asked confused.

“You love him?” Jinyoung’s hands caressed your side. “More than you loved me?”

“You wouldn’t be doing it if you were sober.”

“Maybe that’s the solemn reason I got drunk.”

“To make me confused?”

“No, to ask do you love me or him.”

“So do you love me or her?” you whispered breathlessly, hearing your own heart beat in your ears. Jinyoung’s hand moved your hair away from your neck and pulled you in closer. You could feel his face against it and to not grip onto his neck you held against the wall.

“You smell like him. That’s wrong if you love me.”

“Jinyoung, please.” you tried to move back but his hands held onto your waist tightly. “You’ll thank me tomorrow. Just let go.” his fingers moved on your cheek to run his thumb over your lower lip in a slow motion, pulling your head next to his the next second. You felt his lips on yours and you couldn’t fight anymore. You knew he’d hate himself after this, you knew he’ll hate you after this, you knew all this happened solemnly because he drank and maybe because he fought with Sona but his lips moved so slowly and lovingly there wasn’t a way you’d refuse him. He pressed onto your jaw with his finger and you opened your mouth allowing his tongue to slip in. Your hands moved from the wall onto his neck and you hugged him tightly and moved your entire body closer to his, forcing him to lean onto the wall.

You didn’t notice tears beginning to float down your face again but he could probably feel it with his lips and tried to kiss your face too but you pulled him back to your mouth. You couldn’t waste your time on something else but him kissing you. Sona probably will be back in less than a minute and you just needed to get the most out of it. Now that he brought you to that point you knew everything you built up was ruined. He licked into your mouth so hungrily it hurt you to think he was this hungry for you only because he was drunk and upset. Your hips rocked reflexively against his and the feeling of him getting turned on under you made you moan. Your hand lowered onto his lower stomach, sliding it carefully over it to go lower when you could hear someone approaching the door. You pushed him away and tried to sit next to him when his hands tried to pull you back to him.

“Stop, Sona is here.” you hissed at him, wiping tears off your cheek but he pulled you in again against his shoulder, caressing your head. Did he try to pretend you were just crying on his shoulder for Sona? You pushed him away too harshly so he just sat next to you calmly right the time Sona opened the door.

“I’m here, I hope you two had fun chatting.” she giggled but shut her mouth quickly realising you two weren’t having fun.

“Y/n, what happened?” she said worried “Jinyoung?” she looked at him too.

“It’s fine, I just got upset a little.” you chuckled and stood up. “Let’s go.” you moved your hands so Sona would go and she did, allowing for you to walk out.

“What’s wrong?” Junwon asked worriedly as soon as he saw you.

“It’s okay.” you smiled and hid your face by resting it against his shoulder. Junwon hugged your waist and caressed it carefully.

“You know you can tell me.” he sighed and pulled you back a little to wipe the tears off your cheek carefully.

“I love him so much.” you whispered, gasping after every word.

“It’s fine.” he pulled you back in, trying to calm you down only making you cry harder. “Want to go home? We can go home.” you shook your head no. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. I’m fine.” you gulped and wiped your eyes, watching two people get up and leave.

“Y/n, want to go outside? Fresh air will help you to calm down.” Sona seemed genuinely worried and you couldn’t take it.

“Yeah, you’re right. Thank you.” you smiled and stood up.

“Want me to go with you?” Junwon asked.

“It’s fine.” you squeezed his hand reassuringly.

“Okay.” you nodded standing up and found your way to another room that you noticed had a door outside.

“I’m sorry I can’t take those games anymore, I had to come to you.” you turned your head to where Junwon’s voice was coming from. “Plus, you’ve been here for half an hour, I had to check on you.” he smiled and sat down.

“Come here.” you patted empty space next to you.

“You know, they have jacuzzi here.” he said randomly.

“You want to go there?”

“Do you?”

“No.” you told him honestly.

“Okay.” Junwon nodded understandingly and you couldn’t hold back your smile.

“You know why I cried…?” your eyes focused on your feet.

“I guessed it’s something he said.” you turned your head to face him.

“He kissed me.”

“Oh… okay.”

“Yeah… He, I don’t understand really. It’s nothing like Jinyoung, he always has everything under control but he just got drunk and is doing mindless things. Like asking me if I love him, kissing me. He’s all grumpy and upset, I guess he regretted inviting us but couldn’t take back the invitation.” you sighed and looked away.

“Or maybe he missed you so much so he couldn’t keep himself under control. Maybe he’s all upset because he can’t take you being happy with me? Or maybe we’re just over thinking and the guy is sick and tired of work and life and the relationship is not working out.” Junwon moved you closer to him and your eyes met his that were smiling. “Either way, if he reach out to you tomorrow, it’ll change everything, and if he won’t, then I guess we have to put in work of getting him in the farthest corner of your head again.”

“Junwon…” You sighed and didn’t know what to say “I wish you were my best friend for all those years…”

“Don’t bring up Johnny to here too. Too much disappointment for one party.” you laughed out loud.

“He’s not a disappointment anymore.”

“I told you before and I’ll tell you again, that terribly written letter full of ‘I’m sorry’s’ is pretty shit and doesn’t take any blame off him. It’s literally a waste and you choosing to act like a mother Theresa is not… smart.”

“Ugh… advise I never asked for. It’s here again.” you chuckled and slapped his shoulder.

“Jinyoung would say the same if he knew Johnny reached out.”

“It’s not like we’re friends, I just said I forgive him and agreed to keep only good things in our memories about each other.”

“Yeah, exactly, not smart. He practically kept you hostage, I know you’re not very smart to notice, but he’s a total psycho.”

“Let’s not go there.”

“Yeah, I’m sorry.” he nodded and sighed. “It’s chilly outside, we should go back you’ll get sick.” his fingers touched yours and you could feel how frozen you were.

“Oh, wait.” he said and you stopped, being able to hear his phone vibrate now too. “Yeah? I’m at a birthday.” he paused and his face slowly turned into a grumpy grimace “Come on, it’s Friday.” you came closer, hugging him and Junwon’s free hand hugged your shoulders. “No, I’m not drunk. I don’t want to though.” he sighed annoyed. “Okay, okay, I’ll come, leave everything as it is.” Junwon rolled his eyes and you looked at him upset. “No don’t touch anything, I’ll fix it when I’ll come, yeah, yeah, bye.”

“No.” you furrowed your eyebrows.

“Yes.” he sighed annoyed and put his phone away.

“I’ll stay then…” you said when he walked you through the door back into the house.

“Alone?”

“There’s plenty of people.” you pursed your lips.

“Don…”

“Only because I’ll cry alone all night if I’ll go now too and this will just keep me occupied.”

“Okay, but you could’ve just went with me.”

“It’s fine.” you watched him change into his normal clothes.

“Am I allowed to kiss you or after Jinyoung I can’t…?” you couldn’t understand if he teased or genuinely asked, pecking your cheek before you could reply. “Bye, just text me if you’ll decide to come over tonight.”

“Okay, I will.” you smiled and waved him goodbye.

This all felt dumb now so you went and changed into your clothes too. You noticed a couple of people wearing normal clothes too. Your eyes ran over the living room where people spoke in small groups now, the games were probably over or were paused. The music played loudly and the amount of people that were standing in corridors really made it seem like some sort of teenage party. You tried to remember which way was the bar, feeling lost without Junwon.

Your eyes could see Jinyoung the second you entered the room and you walked towards him. Not because you wanted to be next to him, but because he was at the bar. You noticed Sona too, she was standing next to him and you guessed they made up, until you reached them.

“Hi.” you said awkwardly and Sona turned around.

“Hi, why you changed? Are you already leaving?” your eyes ran behind her to see Jinyoung laying with his forehead on the bar. Was he knocked off or just tired?

“Junwon had to leave for work so I changed because I felt dumb in those pj’s without him.” you chuckled. “Is he okay?” you asked pointing behind Sona.

“He’s not, I don’t think he can walk.” Sona said breathlessly. “I feel so bad but at the same time embarrassed. This is not what I planned, I was hoping I’ll blow candles on the cake and he’ll kiss me, but we’ve been fighting through the whole evening about little things and he got drunk because of it, now I’m just trying to get him back to his senses, maybe he’ll be there for me when I’ll blow the candles, but the time is ticking and I can’t leave him alone too. The whole party is a mess, i should probably go home and take him to bed.”

“The party is cool Sona, you don’t have to be so stressed, I think you should blow those candles. If he’s knocked off here, he won’t go anywhere.”

“I ordered coffee for him so I’ll hope the courier will be here soon and I’ll go home, everyone can stay to party until morning.”

“Sona, I’m so sorry everything is not going according to plan.” you made a sad face. “I should probably go home too.” you sighed and looked around.

“You’re not planning on staying…?”

“No, I know no one, so if you’re leaving what’s the point.”

“Wait, can you take him home?”

“Huh?”

“I know I shouldn’t be asking but I just want to blow those candles and play last two games I have prepared. If you’re leaving anyway, of course.” she looked at her phone. “Oh wait, the coffee is here, I’ll pick it up.” she ran away quicker than you could reply.

“Do you hear me?” you leaned in to Jinyoung and could smell a strong alcohol odour.

“I do.” he replied quickly.

“Are you sick?”

“No.”

“Okay, can you sit up then?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay.” he raised his head and looked at you. You just wanted to kiss him, the thought didn’t leave you for the slightest second. “You don’t look too drunk to not be able to walk.” he blinked slowly as if he was just sleepy. “All those years it’s my first time to see you wasted.” you smiled and bit onto your lip. “Sona got you coffee, I’ll take you home, okay?”

“Where’s coffee?”

“She’s getting it.” You turned to where she left “There it is.” you pointed with your hand at her but he didn’t look.

“Jinyoung, here, drink it, maybe you’ll feel better. Maybe you’ll be able to be there for the cake?”

“I’ll go home, she’ll take me.” he stood up and almost fell back. Your hands caught him quickly and helped him sit back.

“Drink this and we’ll see.” you suggested to smooth out the situation.

“Yes, Jinyoung, drink it.”

“Sona.” he said and took the cup from her hands.

“Yeah?” your eyes moved onto hers. She looked at him so lovingly and caring.

“Thanks.” he sipped on the drink and closed his eyes. You didn’t realise he was still hugging your waist with his hand until you tried to sit back and couldn’t. You pulled the hand off with yours, sitting down.

“Y/n, are you sure?”

“Yeah, I wanted to leave anyway.”

“Y/n, thank you so much.” she leaned in and hugged you.

“I’ll order the car.” you fished the phone out of your pocket ordering the taxi and sending Junwon a simple message saying ‘I’m bout to take Jinyoung to his home bc he’s wasted. I’m dying.’ “It’ll be here in three minutes we should go. Thank you so much for the invitation and the party was super fun. Please eat the cake for me and Junwon, and happy birthday once again.” you smiled and moved your attention onto Jinyoung. “Let’s go, okay?”

“Jinyoungie, I’ll call you tomorrow.” she told him and moved closer to try to kiss but he kind of refused her and you tried to make it seem as if he fell back.

“Bye, bye.” you smiled awkwardly and put his hand over your shoulders but he kind of walked normally, only leaning onto you a little. —

You helped Jinyoung sit on the seat and walked around the car to get onto the free seat next to him. Leaning over to fasten his seatbelt you felt his hand on your waist.

“Thank you.”

“It’s no problem.” you smiled at him genuinely and moved back.

“Sit in the middle.” he stopped you by grabbing your hand.

“Okay.” you agreed and sat down. He tried to help you with the seat belt but it more felt like he was just touching you so you pushed him away and did it yourself. Jinyoung rested his head against the window and you finally made a loud sigh, closing your eyes too. Suddenly you felt tired from everything that’s been going on.

You could feel a hand very up your thigh and for the slightest second you believed you fell asleep and that was a dream, but the heavy breathing into your ear made you realise it all was very real.

“Jinyoung.” you tried to pull him off you but he only insisted more, leaving warm wet kisses on your neck. His fingers were gripping onto the upper part of your thigh harshly, making the hem of your dress go up. “Jinyoung, please stop.” you hissed for the driver to not notice but he seemed to do it anyway.

“Sir, please don’t touch her in my car.” Jinyoung seemed to not hear, sucking onto the spot behind your ear. “Jinyoung, do you hear.” you tried to move his hand from you.

“Sir, I’ll stop the car if you’ll continue.”

“Okay, okay. I won’t touch her.” he pulled back and looked at you with the most sober look ever. “But change the address please.”

“What?” you looked at Jinyoung confused when he said your address to the driver.

“Let’s go to yours.”

“What you’re trying to do?” you looked at him more or less shocked.

“Nothing.” he said quickly to you and pecked your lips leaving you astonished. “Just take us there please.” he smiled politely and propped his head against the window again. His hand went back to your thigh and you closed your eyes trying to breathe normally.

“Jinyoung, I promised Sona to take you home, you weren’t able to walk and now you’re the one dragging me to my house?” you couldn’t describe your feelings any other way than just confused. “Did you even drink or you pretended all the way through?” you pulled onto his hand forcing for Jinyoung to look you in the eyes when the both of you stood in front of the elevator.

“The coffee made me feel better.”

“Okay…” You said confused and allowed him to pull you behind him into the elevator.

“I can’t believe you left me for three months right after I told you I can’t loose you after just having you back in my life.” he cornered you and leaned in.

“You just disappeared after I met Junwon. I thought that’s what you wanted, to make sure I’m save and disappear.”

“I want to get inside of you.”

“What?” you looked at him shocked and tried to push him away. The elevator opened and it forced him to go away himself.

“I always think of that one video you sent me when we were together.” Jinyoung’s fingers dropped onto your waist the second he walked through your door and shut it behind him. You felt too warm and wanted to open a window immediately. “The one where you’re showering with wet hair dripping.” you gulped and wondered where he’ll lead it. “You know that I’m obsessed with your body but you still made me watch you in that club wearing that blue dress. I still wish I didn’t refuse when you tried to make me sleep with you.”

“Jinyoung.” you gasped and held onto his hands to move them away from you.

“No, listen. Nothing could compare to your smile. It’s what does it for me, but seeing you smiling because of another guy… it’s what made me realise I’m a terrible person for making you believe I didn’t love you back. It was so… knowing that you still loved me after a year, I thought I’ll work out everything quickly but I didn’t. I made you suffer only to realise I still love you, but I don’t know how you feel now.” his hands turned you around and you met his stare. “But to be fair, I don’t really care right now either. You don’t need to be in love to make love to me. Just say that you want me too.” you touched his face with your fingers to make sure you weren’t dreaming of him once again. Jinyoung was standing inside of your apartment, explicitly hinting that he wants to sleep with you but something made your heart screech. Something made you so scared and insanely confused at the same time.

“You’re saying you love me?” all that came out of your mouth.

“Can we leave the love talk for tomorrow?”

“But why…? Why would you want to do all this now…?”

“I can’t talk anymore.” he sighed and pulled you in, crushing his lips against yours. Running his fingers down to your butt he tried to force you to jump onto him but you ignored it, wrapping your hands around his neck. You could burst from excitement the very second you realised he wanted you too. He made you feel warm in every way possible and you couldn’t wait for him to take everything off you to cool you down. You walked the both of you to your bedroom without breaking down the kiss. You had to let go of him to open the door, feeling Jinyoung’s lips move down to your neck and shoulder, sucking and licking every centimetre of your skin.

“Fuck.” you mumbled, hitting your legs on the same tripod Junwon always bumped into. You kind of pushed Jinyoung and he fell back down onto the floor making you chuckle while your thoughts ran to Junwon suddenly, hoping he won’t decide to come to yours after work.

Jinyoung caressed your thighs now that you were straddling him. “I don’t have condoms.” you blabbered randomly when he stared at you quietly.

“You don’t trust me anymore?”

“I don’t know if you trust me.”

“I want to call you mine again. I want to wake up next to you every day and feel like the love of my life is here. I want to marry you too, I want all of it still.”

“Stop making me believe you won’t hate me tomorrow for allowing you to do it.”

“I won’t because I’m making you do it.” he leaned in to kiss you slowly, pulling your dress up your thighs. He broke off the kiss, sliding the dress up your body, closing his eyes slightly after taking a glance at you. “Turn around.” he had to clear his throat before speaking.

You moved around and felt his fingers on your waist pulling you to sit down on him once again. Your back pressed against his chest and his hand held you under your chest. You could feel his teeth nibble on your ear lightly before he lowered his head to caress his cheek against your neck. “I just missed being next to you, holding you and touching you.”

“You just thought you loved Sona.”

“I didn’t.” his palm began its way down your stomach and you felt way too excited even by that. Your fingers ran up to his head immediately, running your nails over Jinyoung’s nape and holding onto it afterwards.

“Why did you act like that then?”

“Just because I thought its for the best.” he sighed and touched you through your underwear. “It really wasn’t, and I’m not doing it because I’m drunk. I was the one that asked Sona’s permission to invite you, it’s what I dreamt of for the past months.” his fingers put pressure onto your bud and let go the next second, making you rub your butt against him. “You’re my favourite human in the whole wide world. I can’t wait to hear you moan.” he whispered into your ear, sliding his finger against your slit up and down teasingly.

“You’re not doing anything to hear it.” you sighed and felt him slide under your underwear.

“Am I now?” you could feel his lips brush against your cheek.

“Maybe a little.” you gasped and held onto his neck tighter when you could feel him draw circles on your sensitive bud. “Now more.” you made a weird screeching sound trying to not react too vigorously to what he’s been doing. His other hand found your breasts, massaging them carefully.

“Spread your legs more.” he suggested and let go of you, forcing you to have your legs on outside of his, spreading them more by placing his legs wider. “Do you want me to lick you?”

“No, I won’t be able to take it.”

“Why?”

“Because even this is too much already.” you gasped trying to find what to hold on to with your free hand.

“Why? Should I stop?” his finger slipped inside of you and you moaned right into his ear, moving your body to feel pleasure.

“No, no, don’t.”

“Why are you so strained?”

“I’m going to cum if I won’t be.”

“How come this quickly?” he pressed his face against your cheek, moving his opened lips against it mindlessly.

“Because it’s you.”

“What’s with me?” his other hand moved to lay against your shoulder blades, pressing your body against him strictly. When his second finger slipped inside of you, your other hand finally found it’s place - on Jinyoung’s wrist, grabbing onto it for dear life.

“I won’t hold back.”

“I’m not asking you to.” his fingers pumped in and out of you quicker than before, feeling him let go of your shoulders only to dive in his fingers to rub onto you clit. “Cum if you want to.” you couldn’t stop yourself from moaning his name and letting go of his neck you grabbed onto his other wrist, trying to make him let go of you. You felt his teeth bite onto your neck trying his best to stop you from moving all over the place but it barely helped you. “Will you?”

“Mm, yeah, here, I will, please.” your nails dug into the skin of his wrists and it probably hurt him terribly but he seemed too focused on what he was doing to notice it. Your moans fastened when Jinyoung’s tongue began licking the bitten skin of your neck. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” you swore when you felt the awaited high make your head go dizzy. Your entire body felt like jelly and even though you wanted to turn around and kiss him you had no physical power in doing so.

“You’re tired?” he whispered into your ear after a minute, pecking it.

“Aren’t you?”

“Not after you moaning my name like that.” he pressed his lips over your temple.

“5 minutes is all I need.” You sighed breathlessly and rested your body against Jinyoung’s. “I’ll lay on the bed, your hard on is kind of not nice to sit on.” you laughed and caught yourself at the thought of not starting to act too casual, it’s still not settled.

Jinyoung helped you to stand up and fall onto the bed and the strong smell of Junwon’s presence hit your nose. He just slept there last night and now you were about to have another man sleep there. The situation wasn’t really crooked but Jinyoung didn’t know that and would probably feel burdened. You rolled your body over to the side where Junwon usually slept so Jinyoung would sleep on your side of the bed.

“This mattress is so much better than the one you had.” Jinyoung sighed laying on the bed.

“We’re here to talk about mattresses?” you said sarcastically. Jinyoung rolled over to your side and pecked your lips before talking.

“Ride me.” just two words that left his lips made fire burst inside of you and you were almost sure he most definitely knew what he did.

“Id love that but I want to be under you.”

“Reasons I should listen to you?” he moved his body atop of yours and kissed you slowly, rocking his cock against you.

“Fuck I’ll probably go insane with you inside me.”

“Trust me I’ll lose my mind completely just slipping inside of you.” your hands slid down to the belt on his waist, undoing it quickly and forcing the button and the fly of his pants to get out of your way in less than 30 seconds, you slid your hand into his pants, squeezing his member in your hand multiple times.

“How come everything about you is so perfect, Park Jinyoung?”

“What?” he gasped when you squeezed your hand tighter.

“Even your cock is perfect, there’s not one flaw, I just can’t believe the fact you’re all perfect and in this much need of me.”

“Because you’re perfect for me maybe?” he asked quickly and pushed your hand away from his pants. You watched him take the pants and the underwear off, making your mouth water at a single sight of his perfectly built cock.

“Oh fuck, just go all in.” you pumped him in your hand, before he took your panties off. You felt him slide up and down your slit, covering himself in you.

“All in?”

“Yeah.” you sighed and spread your legs wider than before, mentally preparing for a stretch you craved for the most. Your moan and his grunts were the only noises that filled up the room. “Just go deeper.” you gasped and felt his hips smash against yours. “Yeah.” you nodded again.

“Baby, shit, I mean Y/n, this is driving me insane.”

“Why?” you gasped when his palm squeezed your side to get inside of you better.

“Sex with you is always making my heart burst with love.” he paused mid sentence every time his hips slapped against yours. “I just love you so much no words are helping me to express my feelings even though I’m teaching freaking literature.”

“Slow down.” you pulled his face towards you and hugged his neck “If you’re doing this not just to get yourself off, do it slowly, make love to me. I’m so scared to say out loud that I love you. I’m scared because if you won’t be here tomorrow I won’t be able to live this life anymore.”

“Don’t say things like that. I won’t leave you and I’m not doing it to get myself off, now I won’t let you sleep until the break of dawn.” He kissed your lips slowly and your eyes closed in pleasure immediately. “Is that better?” he asked breathlessly probably regretting his decision to slow down.

“Yes.” you moaned into his ear. “But if you want to cum, just do it.”

”Inside?”

“Everywhere.” your eyes rolled backwards when his pace fastened once again.

You could feel his seed spread inside of you in 10 minutes, only taking a slight break before cuming inside of you another couple times.

You never felt more scared to wake up in your life before. All those night stand would never compare to what you felt right now. You tried to work out if you slept facing the bed or the wall and the simple calculations you did made you believe you were sleeping with your face to the wall. You wanted to open your eyes to understand somehow if he was next to you still but you didn’t work out yet how’d you do it without facing it. Opening your eyes firmly you closed them back in a second. Jinyoung made a low chuckle and you couldn’t believe you forgot you slept on the other side of the bed.

“I did see you opened your eyes.” his hand landed on your cheek. You opened them back up to look at Jinyoung who smiled at you softly.

“Am I in parallel universe? Why are you so chilled right now…?” you asked confused.

“You don’t need to worry about anything.” Jinyoung ran his thumb over your lower lip.

“But are you worried?”

“No.” his smile gave it all away and you pushed his hand off you. “Why?”

“You don’t have to play pretend.”

“I’m not pretending. Even if I’m a little upset with my own self it doesn’t mean I’m not happy to be with you right now.”

“But you are upset.”

“But why does it matter now? I want to not think of these things while we’re here.”

“Why?”

“Because it’s not something you have to worry about.” he looked at you, pulling your head in gently.

“Why?”

“You just wanted to help Sona, if I didn’t risk it all in that taxi I would’ve woken up on my own in my bed. When you let me touch you and kiss you in that car I knew you won’t be against sleeping with me. I know we both wanted it but I’m the one who initiated all of it so if there’s anyone to blame it’s me.”

“Okay.” you nodded not knowing what else to say. You kind of wished now he left before you woke up.

Jinyoung moved your head closer to his and kissed you slowly. “Do you have plans for today?” he moved his lips to your cheek.

“No, but what time it is?” you reached for your phone and looked at the screen when it lit up. “Shit it’s 3pm.”

“You needed to go somewhere?” Jinyoung’s fingers ran down your back making you shiver quickly.

“No…” you gulped noticing one message on your phone from Sona. “Did you give Sona my phone number?”

“What?” Jinyoung’s lips kissed their way up your side now.

“Sona texted me.”

“Texted you what?” he moved away concerned.

“That she came home and you’re not there. She’s asking me where you are. You live with her? That’s why you wanted to change the address?” you felt somehow betrayed. Jinyoung acted like a great liar and you couldn’t understand when did he start to lie so professionally. “You just wanted to sleep with me but didn’t want to upset her? And what if I lived with Junwon? What would you do?” you pushed him away disappointed.

“I don’t live with her, what are you saying. She came because she knows the code, I didn’t think of anything when I wanted to change the address, your house is closer, that’s the only reason, I swear.” you turned your back to him keeping quiet. “Maybe you just don’t trust me anymore and think of me differently.” you could feel him move on the bed, standing up and by the sound of it putting his clothes on.

“Yeah, sure, just leave.” you mumbled disappointed. Everything was bound to go down in flames in the morning and you just knew it, but still gave in last night. Knew it’s going to hurt but still allowed yourself to do it. Jinyoung walked over your bed and you could see him approach you with your peripheral vision. Jinyoung squatted in front of you and you tried to pretend you never noticed him. He laid his lips right above your knee, making you shiver immediately. Jinyoung’s fingers touched your feet and you couldn’t understand what he wanted until you felt material of your underwear slide up your legs. You helped him put it on and sat back down onto your bed. Jinyoung stood up and your eyes ran up after him, quickly going back to looking straight when his eyes caught you. He put on a shirt over your head, forcing your hands to go through designated holes making them drop back down lifelessly.

Jinyoung’s body lowered next to you, touching your hand ever so slightly. You didn’t pull away and he took it as a green light. Jinyoung’s hand hugged you around the waist, forcing to fall back when he fell back, intertwining your every limb with his. He made your head lay atop of his biceps, resting his lips against your forehead. Even though you tried to fight with your own body, you hugged him back quickly, hiding your face against him.

“Do you still feel it?” he spoke so slowly and quietly you felt like you could fall asleep once again. “Feel like you love me? Like you belong right next to me? Do you think you still trust me? Think I’m the one you’ll be able to love? Do you think I can make you happy? Or do you think I’m not someone you loved anymore? Do you think we can’t go past this night? I’ll never be able to live my life like the happiest year of my life didn’t exist. Like you never existed in it. I just miss us talking, I miss your stories, I miss the way you listened to everything I told you. Nobody listens to me the way you did. I miss how you teased me about everything, I miss the way you teased me for doing things not the way you were doing them, calling me old and all that. I just miss how you brought light to my life and made it all make sense. How you’d hug me for hours just because I couldn’t see you for a day, how you’d always make time for me, how you’d do anything if I ever asked you for help. I miss your smile, I miss kissing your lips before I fall asleep and kissing them right after I wake up.” he paused and the sound of your heart beating deafened the room. “You’re probably wondering why the hell is he saying all this after all those months of rejection or after I said we probably won’t work out anymore. I still remember that look on your face after I said it. I wanted to take those words back immediately, I wanted to just kiss you and go back home, but I couldn’t. Somehow I thought it’ll all go away if I’ll keep the things the way they turned out, but nothing went away and when you brought Junwon to our movie night I just felt so disappointed with myself I couldn’t talk to you. I realised you finding someone wasn’t actually something I wanted for real, it was something I thought was right.” he paused again and rubbed his face your hair. “Please say something?” his fingers moved over to your face, trying to see any reaction on it. You held onto his palm, pushing it off your face when you suddenly remembered how you held onto his wrist with your nails. 4 blue moon shaped bruises caught your eyes on each of Jinyoung’s wrists.

“I’m sorry.” you ran your finger over them, raising your eyes to look him in the eyes. “How are you going to explain this to Sona.”

“It’s not what I wanted you to talk about.” he caught your finger and moved it away.

“What do you want me to say…” you sighed and moved your body a little to have your face closer to his neck. “You’re saying all this but you’ll get back to reality when you’ll exit this place so what matters is what you’ll do or say later. You’re going to go insane when you’ll actually process in your head what you did, when you’ll process that things you’d never do were done so easily last night and I have no idea what you’re going to do about it and how you’re going to feel about me. At least, I know I risked it all and got the taste of what I wanted for the last time, because I don’t believe you’ll come back here tomorrow. I doubt you’ll come back here at all.”

“I meant it when I said I love you.”

“Okay.” you sighed into his neck. “Why does it matter to you suddenly? After living all your life with your brain, why suddenly listen to your heart?”

“Because when I’m with you I always do what my heart tells me, even though I make it seem for you the other way round. I just wanted you to be able to depend on me.”

“I understand nothing, Jinyoung.” you raised your head and looked at him with tears in your eyes.

“I’ve got so much love for you, but I don’t know what to do.” he said hopelessly and it was probably the first time in your entire life you saw that look on his face. You leaned in to him, kissing his plump lips with love. Jinyoung’s hand helped you straddle him, running his hands back up to hold your face in place, while your hands were hugging his neck. You kissed him deeply, you kissed him trying to return all the love you had for him back through the tip of your tongue, but the more you kissed him the deeper you fell, the harder it felt to unlock your arms and let go of him. The longer you kissed the more it felt like your last ever kiss. You couldn’t stop thinking it was a goodbye on his side, you tried to make yourself brave enough to make it a goodbye on your side too. Jinyoung’s lips sucked onto your lower lip teasingly making that heaviness in your chest grow bigger. You tried to pull back but Jinyoung’s hand suddenly pushed your head back down, taking all you had for him himself. When it felt like too much, when you felt like you reached the point of no return you pushed back, catching his hands and making them let go of you.

“I want more.” he whined like a child and you slapped yourself internally for moving your head a millimetre towards him.

“Please go.” you tried to move from his legs but his grip was stronger than before.

“Why?”

“Sona’s looking for you, I have to see Junwon too.”

“Why?”

“Because I miss him.”

“Even when you’re with me?” you didn’t reply and Jinyoung’s hands let go of you, allowing for you to move away from him. “I’m sorry for everything.” he said bitterly.

“Are you saying sorry for everything you said and did?” you felt yourself getting worked up.

“No, I’m not sorry for that. I’m sorry for not understanding how much you’re attracted to him and how much you love him. I made you cheat on someone you love, so I’m sorry.”

“Okay.” you wanted to say what was actually going on between you and Junwon but he just went on and you decided to not make him feel better about himself.

“Okay.” he repeated after you in a minute, putting all of his clothes back on. “Bye.”

“Goodbye, Jinyoung.” you gulped loudly not being able to hold yourself back when you heard the door close behind him.

“No, I was thinking of this Friday maybe?”

“Just for the weekend?”

“Maybe the weekend, maybe a week, who knows?” you chuckled into your phone. “You should come with me, my mom would love to meet you.”

“As who?” you could hear him tap his keyboard through the phone.

“A dear friend.” you heard Junwon’s low giggle. “What? Scared?” you teased, running your eyes over the crosswalk. The light turned green and you made your way towards your house.

“No, I’m not scared. I just have to work.”

“I get it, I totally joked.” you said quickly and listened to his breathing for a while.

“I’m a little worried about you though?”

“Eh?”

“Two days after the Jinyoung accident you’re leaving.”

“This isn’t related to him, my mom calls me to come home all the time.”

“Okay…” you could hear in his face he didn’t believe it.

“Plus… I said I love you right into his face, if I didn’t lie, he would’ve stayed so it’s my decision and I’m fine.”

“But why? Why you said it? Do I need to know something?” you laughed out loud.

“Because I didn’t understand if he did really want it or not.”

“So this just proved to you he didn’t actually want it?”

“Yeah, I guess so.” you sighed and felt heavy.

“Do you thi…” a shock wave ran through your body the moment a stranger pulled you by the hand.

“Let go, I’ll scream!” You shouted immediately, pulling onto your hand. Your phone fell onto the ground and you turned around to remember this persons face. You were hoping they just needed money and was ready to give it to them. “Oh my god.” you gasped when you realised it’s Jinyoung.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” his hand let go of you and you bent to grab the phone.

“Y/n, Y/n? Do you hear me? Y/n?” you could hear Junwon shout into the phone.

“I dropped the phone.” you sighed.

“What happened? Where are you? I’ll come.”

“No, no. It’s fine, it’s… I dropped the keys and the guy just gave them to me. I didn’t hear him call.” your eyes ran over Jinyoung’s face while you were talking.

“Are you sure? Are you lying? Name a fruit if you’re in danger?” his concerned voice made you chuckle.

“No need to worry, I am totally fine. I’ll text you later, okay?”

“Yeah, bye. You scared me.”

“I know, I got scared myself, bye.” you hid the phone in your pocket. “You could’ve just called my name. I’m not deaf.”

“I did, but I guess you didn’t hear because you were on the phone. I’m sorry, you walked too fast I…” he paused.

“Whatever. What you wanted?” your eyes ran over his entire body. He wore sweatpants and a hoodie, probably coming to you from home. “Forgot something?”

“I…hm…” you looked concerned “I broke up with Sona.”

“Congrats?” you made a careless face expression.

“What?” he looked at you confused.

“What you wanted me to say?”

“I don’t know.” he shook his head and looked at his feet. “I just wanted you to know that I was not planning on dating her after what happened.”

“Okay.”

“And I understand that you love your boyfriend and everything is so crooked.” his eyes met yours and he paused. “Did you tell him, by the way?”

“I did.” you blinked mindlessly.

“Are you two… okay?” he bit onto his lower lip and stared at you asking. “It’s none of my business I guess.” he shook his head trying to get back to what he wanted to say. “I came to tell you something.”

“Yeah?” you suddenly felt nervous, gulping. The pause felt like forever and you couldn’t understand what he slowed down for.

“When I left your place I realised my timing was wrong, when I realised I love you, you already found someone else and I can tell you’re not making it up like I tried to. What really matters is I made you cheat, I’m so sorry, I want to apologise for making you do it. I honestly feel disgusting because of myself. I came to apologise and to tell you that I’m transferring to a university in Busan. It’ll help us to get over each other. I mean, for me to get over everything that happened and for the both of us to not ruin each other’s life’s anymore.”

“You’re what?”

“I’m moving to Busan.” he said once again and you couldn’t breathe for a second.

“But why?” you took a little step closer to him.

“I just don’t want to trigger neither of ours feelings.” you chewed onto your lower lip, wishing to touch his elbow but resisting.

“I really … really am sorry. Guilt is eating me alive, I ruined your relationship..”

“You didn’t.”

“What do you mean? You didn’t tell him?”

“I did, but he doesn’t care.”

“Wh… what? What do you mean?” Jinyoung were confused.

“We’re just fuck buddies, we don’t care.” you said quickly. “You don’t have to blame yourself for nothing on my side, if it’ll make you feel better.” you touched his forearm. Jinyoung’s hand laid atop your fingers, holding on to them.

“Come to Busan with me then?”

“Jinyoung, this all is so confusing.” you shook your head and took a step back, losing all contact you two had.

“Y/n, please. Just this once.” Jinyoung’s fingers landed on your cheek, holding you in place. “Just say you want me to drop everything and stay with you? Just say you want us to be together again. Or say you’ll go with me. Please say anything.” he begged you hopelessly and you couldn’t believe your eyes. It wasn’t anyone, this was Jinyoung. You just couldn’t work out it was real. He was asking you to do crazy things, Jinyoung wanted to be crazy and asked you to be crazy with him.

Your fingers touched his on your cheeks, while you chewed on your lower lip.

“And what would you do for me to say this?” you asked seriously, making his hands hang down his body holding yours.

“What do you mean? What you want me to do?”

“You’re the one who should tell me what you’d do to have me back. Shouldn’t you show me your determination?”

“Wh…what?” his confused look almost made you chuckle aloud.

“Close your eyes.” the words left your mouth slower than he closed them.

“I really… really don’t know what you want me to do but if you’ll tell, I’ll do anything.”

“Jesus, Jinyoung, shut up.” you sighed and took a step closer to him. “You really shouldn’t have done everything this way.” you whispered. “But the way you did it makes me feel like the both of us are still teenagers.” you sighed heavily. “I wanted you to close your eyes so you’d get all nervous while I make you wait. Are you nervous? Do you want to know if I’ll refuse or agree?”

“I do.” he gulped.

“What if I’ll make you wait for an hour?” you held back to not touch his soft cheek.

“I guess I’ll wait but…” you interrupted him by smashing your lips against his. You couldn’t tiptoe because you lost your balance, forcing Jinyoung to bent a little. Your lips moved slowly against his, and even though he kissed you back his hands didn’t touch you. You wrapped your hands around his neck, kissing him faster than before and he pulled back. “What does this mean?” he blinked quickly.

“Nothing, I’m just kissing you. It’s not the reply.” you tried to kiss him again, when his hands held onto yours, forcing for you to let go of him.

“I don’t understand your game.”

“It’s because you’re not smart, even though you try to seem so.”

“Y/n.” he licked his lips and you wanted to kiss him again and again.

“Want to go upstairs?” you didn’t let him speak.

“What for?”

“To spend last minutes before you go to Busan together.”

“I shouldn’t have come.” he dropped your hands, turning on his heels to walk away. You watched him take quick steps towards his car that he always parked there. Halfway through, you suddenly realised.

“Jinyoung, wait. Wait!” you ran after him, quickly getting in front of him when he stopped walking. “You forgot something.”

“What?” he looked confused behind you and when he couldn’t find anything on the ground looked back at you.

“Me?” you raised your hands for him to hug you but he froze confused.

“Huh?”

“Didn’t you say you wanted me to go to Busan with you? I thought you’d feel relieved and would want to hug me.” you pouted and moved your hands back down.

“I can’t feel relief when I’m confused like this.”

“I want you to drop everything for me, and I want to go anywhere you want me to go with you, if you’ll promise to love me like you did, if you’ll promise to always stay by my side, okay?”

“But, what was this with doing something for you?” his brain seemed to not move on.

“I fooled around but you weren’t able to understand. I need to once again get used to the idea that you’re the biggest grandpa in the world.”

“I was thinking of all the options you could come up with.”

“Everything you do is more than enough.” you made your lips go in a straight line and smiled.

“I love you.” he leaned in to peck the corner of your lips. “And your crazy brain.”

THE END

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mumuyah · 2 years

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fly with me, jinji au

"With your lights shining on you in sorrow

Will your colors fill this space?

Like a bird locked in a cage

It seemed like you were just waiting for me"

reposted from my twt (mumuyah)

jinji au

do not plagiarize

Jisoo was in the bathroom when she heard his muffled voice through the door.

He was talking to someone—his mom, she assumed. She twisted the knob of the shower to make sense of their words but she only understood one word out of their conversation: her name.

Jisoo heaved a deep breath before resuming her shower. Before she knew it, time passed. Her supposedly quick shower turned into thirty minutes.

Jinyoung's mom was gracious enough to lend her his old clothes. His white t-shirt was loose on her and his pants even more so; she had to roll and fold it a few times in the waist so it wouldn't fall.

She took a peek before heading out the bathroom. The coast was clear. It was quiet in his family home. She wondered where he was.

She padded softly from the threshold of the bathroom to his room. It was a short trip.

When she opened the door to his childhood bedroom, Jisoo was surprised to see him sitting on the floor next to his bed and looking intently at his phone. She didn't know why she was so shocked. He told her he was going to Jinhae after all.

He's really here, she thought. She watched him silently and took note of the slight frown on his brows and his tired demeanor. He must be very, very tired. Dapat hindi ka na nag-inarte, Jisoo. You're tiring him out too.

Panic and fear surged from within her but she subdued it before it surfaced on her face when he finally noticed her. She mustered a small smile.

"Hi."

"Hey," Jinyoung greeted, beckoning her over to his side.

Jisoo sat gingerly next to him, his arm automatically coming around her while her head found a place on his shoulder.

They didn't say anything for a while. She didn't know why. She had a lot to say last night but none of it escaped now. She didn't know where to start.

He had a lot of questions when he called but he only had one now. "Are you okay?"

She didn't answer. She didn't know the answer to his question. Well, she knew but she didn't want to bother him. The important thing was that he's here. With her.

But why is he here with me? She wondered.

But she squashed the thought before it consumed her. She focused on his breathing. The rhythmic movement of his body—his chest moving up and down—eventually pulled her to sleep.

It was just past noon when she woke up.

Jinyoung was still asleep when she rose from the bed to pee. When she got back, he was awake, staring blankly ahead.

Jisoo stood by the closed door, her hand clutching the knob. Jinyoung still looked worn out even after sleeping. She worried her lip, feeling overwhelmed again. She shouldn't have gone to Jinhae. What the hell was she thinking?

I didn't think think this through. Why am I so selfish? She blinked rapidly, trying to disperse the tears away. She willed it away, like the way she wants to will herself away. Stop. Stop this, Kim Jisoo.

"Don't."

Her gaze snapped to Jinyoung. He had a fixed look on her. It made her look away.

"Come here."

She obliged but she sat cautiously on the bed, far away from him.

He came to her anyway.

"What's wrong, hmm?"

She wasn't looking at him. She kept her eyes low, so her line of sight was at her hands on her lap. They were thin, calloused and dry. They said that having such hands indicated one worked hard.

However, it didn't feel like that way to her. She's been working, sure, but she didn't know if anything good came to fruition to any of it.

She had hands but they were useless. She might as well cut it from her body.

His hand reached out for hers but she was quick to hide it behind her.

Her actions only troubled Jinyoung more. He inched closer to her, angling his head low so he can look at her face. "Hey, ano ba? Natatakot na ako sa'yo. Makikipagbreak ka na ba?"

"We should break up." She whispered. "I'm a waste of your time."

"What are you saying?" Jinyoung lifted her chin up so they can properly look at each other. "May nagawa ba ako?"

"No, it's not you. You're great. Always attentive and nice and you work so hard. I—" she swallowed. "I'm— I'm the problem. You deserve someone better. Someone who isn't a good-for-nothing."

He became silent. And then, "did something happen at work?"

That did it for her.

The tears she held back one by one dropped and then she couldn't stop anymore.

"Nothing's happening to me. I feel like I'm working and working and no matter how hard I'm working it's just useless. The shoot—" she drew her lips into line. She shouldn't complain about it. It's her work. He has nothing to do with it. He has his own drama to worry about.

"Your drama?"

"It's hard. I don't know if I'm cut out for it. But I should be grateful that they gave me a chance to be in it, 'di ba? Na dapat mas galingan ko pa dahil doon. But at the back of my mind, I can't help but fee what's the use? lt's going to fail because of me. Because they decided to cast me. Why did they cast me in the first place? I'm inexperienced and untalented. Nagiging burden lang ako for them. It's going to be a disappointment because I'm a disappointment. Ang daming masasayang na pagod dahil sa akin.

"And I'm," she lowered her voice. She leaned into him for support because if she didn't then she might break completely. "I'm so tired. I don't know why I'm doing any of this. This life... It doesn't mean anything."

Jinyoung let her weep, engulfing her in his hug. The door creaked slightly open and he met his mother's eyes. She mouthed her concerns about Jisoo and Jinyoung only nodded. She left them shortly afterwards.

When Jisoo eventually calmed down, Jinyoung sat her upright, making sure she was looking at him when he started talking.

"One, they hired you to be the lead because you auditoned for it and you passed. Among the thousands who stood before the director, the writer and whoever else is in that casting room—they chose you. That means something. That you have the talent and skills to carry it. You are inexperienced—yes, that much is true—but inexperience does not mean failure.

Two, you do not carry the burden of success alone. Hindi lang ikaw ang gumagalaw sa set. There are other actors, the production team and many more working behind the scenes. Ikaw lang yung unang nakikita kasi ikaw ang haharap sa screen pero hindi ibig sabihin no'n ay ikaw ang may kasalanan kung bakit hindi ito magiging successful.

"But it will be successful. I know it. Because you're in it and I know you. You work hard; you've always had. It's just the nerves talking. Remember when we first emcee'd? You were nervous too. You thought you would make mistakes and yes, you did. But you became better at it because you didn't give up. You always try and you're diligent. Siguro ngayon, hindi mo pa nakikita yung fruits of labor mo. But you will. Someday.

"Three, nobody knows what they're doing." Jinyoung shrugged. "Hell, I don't know what I'm doing most of the time. If it makes sense or if it's worth it."

"You d-don't? But always seem so sure."

He scoffed. "Me? Nah. I pretend that I know shit pero wala talaga akong alam. That's what people do. They fake it and waddle on through life. I think that's how people actually achieve things. They suck it up until things ease up a bit before things get fucked up again."

"I hate that. Why do we have to suffer only to become happy? And why is happiness so short-lived? Why do we have to hurt again?"

"I don't know." He replied honestly. He placed a hand on her cheek, running his thumb over her skin. "I only know it will become more difficult in the future. It never gets easy for any of us. When things are too easy, life becomes stale. We don't look forward to anything more. In trying times, we hope and strive for reprieve. Maybe that's what we'll all get—a lick of relief—before things crumble down again. But at the very least, we've experienced it and we'll keep looking for the taste again and again and again."

"Lastly, Jisoo… if you get tired of trying and if things are too difficult for you to handle, know that I'm here for you." He patted her cheek lovingly. "You don't have to look for me somewhere else. I'm a call away."

"Meaning, don't go to Jinhae and make you travel all the way here?" Jisoo pursed her lips.

"Meaning, don't go to Jinhae and make me not want to go back to Seoul. I miss this place too much." Jinyoung looked at his surroundings. A place filled with the remnants of a time where he was always happy. His home.

When we look back in our past, why does it seem that we are the happiest when we are children? What do we have to do in order to bring that worry-free child version of ourselves into our adult life?

"Maybe we shouldn't go back." Jisoo said after a while.

Jinyoung had considered it before. Staying in Jinhae, remaining within the familiar. He sometimes still thinks about it.

But things in the past will live in the past, no matter how much he tries to replicate it. The memories, the feelings—they will abide in the laws of time.

"I would love to stay." Jinyoung answered honestly. "But I don't have the money to pay back production if I don't finish the drama. Sadly, hindi ako pinagpala ng Dior."

Jisoo made a face and he chuckled. "Do you want me to put in a good word for you? We have Maria Grazia Churri's contact info."

"Wow! Close." He joked.

"I did inspire her to make a whole collection." They both laughed at her haughty reply.

And then, "sorry. I made you travel all the way here. Sabi ko naman sa'yo babalik na lang ako ng Seoul."

"It's fine. Na-miss ko rin luto ni mama. Come on. I think she made boiled pork belly for us."

Jinyoung stood up, pulling Jisoo along with him. They stumbled on his tiny desk in the corner and knocked some of the books over. They stared at it guiltily before cracking up again.

Jisoo didn't know why she found stacking up math and science work books funny. It was silly and light and so different from what she was feeling before.

And then they heard his mom knock at his door, warning them that they better not be doing any funny business under her roof, and she shrieked in laughter more it made her stomach hurt.

But a good kind of hurt. The kind of hurt that she will remember for a long time.

Jinyoung gazed at her fondly, curled in his childhood bed with her body still shaking in mirth…

It's good to be home.

#mumuyahAU #park jinyoung #kim jisoo #jinji #kpop au

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#soc got7 #gang7 #got7 gang au #gang7 masterlist #jackson wang #kim yugyoem #choi youngjae #park jinyoung #bambam #lim jaebeom #mark tuan #got7 ambw #kpop ambw

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lokislytherin · 1 year

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Summary: during his search for the missing love of his life, hong jaeyeol finds a five year old version of park hyungseok. what else can he do but raise the child as his own?

#*crashes through the wall* THIS IS IT THIS IS THE JINYOUNG CREATES KIDSEOK CLONE FIC #lookism #lookism au #jaeseok #jaeseok au #janiel #jay hong #hong jaeyeol #daniel park #park hyungseok #jay deals with both kinds of daddy issues #the 'i have a problem with my father' kind #and the 'oh god i am now a father' kind #it's gonna be fun i promise

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sweetkpopmusings · 2 years

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got7 as poems from richard siken's "crush"

mark: "unfinished duet"

He wants to be tender / and merciful. That sounds overly valorous. / Sounds like penance. And his hands? / His hands keep turning into birds and / flying away from him. Him being you. / Yes. Do you love yourself? I don't have to / answer that.

jaebum: "snow and dirty rain"

and this is the map of my heart, the landscape / after cruelty which is, of course, a garden, which is / a tenderness, which is a room, a lover saying Hold me / tight, it's getting cold.

jackson: "scheherazade"

that means / we're inconsolable. / Tell me how all this and love too, will ruin us. / These, our bodies, possessed by light. / Tell me we'll never get used to it.

jinyoung: "saying your names"

the names of flowers that open only once, / shouted from balconies, shouted from rooftops, / or muffled by pillows, or whispered in sleep, / or caught in the throat like a lump of meat.

youngjae: "visible world"

Sunlight pouring across your skin, your shadow / flat on the wall. / The dawn was breaking the bones of your heart like twigs. / You had not expected this

bambam: "dirty valentine"

We know how the light works, / we know where the sound is coming from. / Verse. Chorus. Verse. / I'm sorry. We know how it works. The world is no longer mysterious.

yugyeom: "driving not washing"

They want you to love the whole damn world but you won't, / you want it all narrowed down to one fleshy man in the bath, / who knows what to do with his body, with his hands.

#got7 #got7 writing #sweetkpopmusings #richard siken #poetry #kpop au #listen i'm just a simp for got7 and siken #and i made this list while high #so i need it to exist somewhere other than my iphone notes #mark tuan #lim jaebum #jackson wang #park jinyoung #choi youngjae #bambam #kim yugyeom

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got7paradisejust4u · 2 years

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GOT7 Scenario - Pride ~ Park Jinyoung

Post Date: 19th June 2022 Content: Fluff + Smut - Non Binary!Jinyoung/ Bisexual F!Reader WC: 2.5K TW?: Pegging/ Sub!Jinyoung/ Dom!Reader/ Gentle throat grabbing/ Spanking/ Little bit of degration - I dont want to have to put this here but this is FANFIC, an AU if you must, so please don’t shit on this for me making Jinyoung non binary!

Masterlists: Reactions / Scenarios / As If you like my stuff and wanna tip, just buy me a coffee!

This was requested by anon who messaged me the request, I really hope you guys like this one, it’s very different to what I usually write so I hope I’ve done it well! Also happy pride month babies! <3 ______________________________________________________________

“Y/N...” Jinyoung speaks softly, holding your hand whilst you both watch one of your favourite films that you like to binge over and over again, “Yes Jinnie?” you reply, sweetly smiling at them, watching them as their smile turns into a small frown. “I need to tell you something... And I won’t blame you if you change your mind about this relationship...”. You give them a confused look as there could be nothing that could change your relationship, Jinyoung meant the world to you and no matter what, you’d always be by their side.

With a short sigh, and a look down into their lap, they build up the confidence to share their secret with you, “I think I’m non-binary, and I want to go by they/them,” they panic when your face unscrews from a confused one to a small smile, giggling at them a little before confirming with Jinyoung that nothing could change your opinion on them, “I love you and the way you are, and sure thing, my sweetheart”. All Jinyoung could do was smile sweetly at you happy that you’ve accepted them for who they are. Though you found yourself unsure about yourself, hoping to be as confident as Jinyoung to find out and tell them one day. You worshipped the ground they walked on, how could you not admire them for everything and anything.

It’s been a year since Jinyoung came out to you and you couldn’t help but be so excited that they’d ask for your help when finding them clothes that’ll suit them, especially when they need a little confidence boost picking out the cutest cropped top and shorts with little converses, you found joy in helping them be comfortable in themselves and you couldn’t wait to treat them at during Pride month.

You couldn’t contain your excitement when you scrolled through your phone and realised that there was going to be a PRIDE event in your town in a day. You squeal to yourself, throwing yourself off the couch as you shuffle to the kitchen, finding your beloved making themselves a cup of coffee. Jinyoung jumps at the sounds of the taps of your feet getting closer mixed with excited noises coming from you, “Hey, you okay sweetie?” they ask, hiding a smirk when they see the grin that appears on your face when they realise you’re there.

Your arms snake around their torso, looking up at them with big eyes, bottom lip sticking out, “Can we go to the pride festival in town tomorrow please~?”. Jinyoung couldn’t help but laugh at your request, pulling you in for a hug, “Of course we can babe”. And that was that a date was made from this and you were both so excited, especially you since you bought both of your outfits, a cute but masculine overall with a black t-shirt and rainbow socks to go with your Doc Martens, and cute little white skirt paired with the cutest jumper and high-knee socks for Jinyoung, you couldn’t wait for the day to roll around.

The sound of people starting to cheer early in the morning woke you up, as your eyes flutter to get used to the sunlight, such good weather for such a special day. You roll over in bed to come face-to-face with Jinyoung, who’s peacefully still awake as you caress their cheek, placing a softest kiss on their forehead, accidentally waking them up, “I’m so sorry baby, I didn’t mean to wake you up,” you whisper, a tiny smile on your face as their eyes open to meet yours, going all soft as they pull the covers over their head, turning into a little, “5 more minutes please~” they whine as you giggle, meeting them under the sheets as they nuzzle into your chest.

It was bliss, the small cuddle that was shared cured the tiredness, both gaining energy from an extra 5 minutes doing nothing, and all there was, was excitement ready for the day as you both race to get breakfast scoffed down your throats and get ready to go out.

Jinyoung couldn’t help but blush when looking at themselves in the mirror, admiring the outfit you had bought them to wear specifically for this day, feeling very confident as they do a little twirl, no body dysmorphia anywhere to be seen in this very moment. “My baby is so pretty~” you coo, making Jin jump, not realising you were watching them in their moment, causing their face to go bright red from embarrassment, “Don’t get embarrassed, you look amazing! Do you feel it?” you ask with a full grin and they nod, holding back tears of joy as you take them into your grasp, holding them tight.

As you pull away, you remember the last and final gift that you had made for them, rushing to crawl on the floor to look under the bed, rustling about then pulling out a flag, the Non-Binary flag, with your initials sewn into the corner so it was extra special. You rush back towards your Jinnie as you wrap it around them, making a loose not at the front so it draped over the back of them. The look of happiness in Jinnie’s eyes made you want to cry, you were so happy that they were happy with this, and with them being excepted for who they are, it encouraged you to finally come to terms with your own demons on finding out who you were and you were ready to tell them when the timing was right.

“Thank you,” Jinyoung whispered, clutching onto the tied front as they put out their hand for you to take, “Are you ready to go?”, you shake with excitement as you take the hand, nodding as you make your way out of the house before suddenly stopping, realising that you haven’t done their makeup yet, insisting that you must at least put a little eyeliner and eyeshadow to match their flag before eventually realising that you’ve spent so much doing makeup. You rush out of the house, taking in the sun, admiring the colourful street and all of the amazing people celebrating such an important day.

The day couldn’t get even more special even if it tried, it was like a daydream, rainbow banners and streamers filled the streets, which glistened in the sunlight, everyone smiling and laughing, dancing to the music and creating great friends, as you walk into your perfect dream of what a pride event could look like, keeping hold of Jinyoung’s hand as you pull them through the crowds, pulling them in for a little passionate kiss, cupping their cheek whilst everyone cheered you on, sharing the love as they kiss their loved ones, and others sharing lovable hugs.

The crowds move forward with the parade as you both giggle, dancing whilst you followed, taking Jinyoung’s hand, twirling them, making their skirt flow in the light breeze, making them giggle as you pull them in, holding them tight before continuing to dance alongside the movement of the crowd.

As everyone cheered for the many acts that rotated on and off the stage at the other end of the town, you take this moment to offer drinks to Jinyoung who shyly accepts, “Here’s to us, and being proud of who and what we are!” you click your cups in a mini toast as you down your drink.

“Jinnie, baby...” you say, twirling your foot on the floor shyly as they look up at you ready for you to continue now they have their attention on you, “I just want to say I’m so proud of you for how far you’ve come with your confidence, and for having the confidence to tell me about your secret, now it’s mine to tell you mine. Thanks to you, I built the confidence to come out myself, I’m bisexual”. All Jinyoung could do in response was hug you, telling you how proud they were of you for coming out, glad that the feeling was mutual, finally. “Here’s to the both of us!” they turn their head to kiss you, making it a little more heated than it needs to be, probably from happiness and excitement so you brush it off and enjoy the moment.

For hours, you take in the very special day for the both of you, making so many friends and taking in every moment that you could, taking as many photos as your phones could handle and just letting yourselves be free and freely open at who you are.

You were chatting to your newly made friend, about your lives, and how happy you were that your special person has become confident in themselves now that they’re out and proud, and at that moment, you realise that someone was getting really close to Jinyoung, and getting really flirty. You knew you shouldn’t get jealous, you knew you could trust them, and you couldn’t blame people for wanting to talk to them, they’re a beautiful human being, but the way Jinyoung was getting really flirty back made you get so jealous and it was visible.

“Give me a sec, sorry,” you aplologise to your new friend and link your arm around Jinyoung’s waist, pulling them close to you as you kiss their cheek, “You okay handsome?” They ask, turning to you and kissing your cheek sweetly, you nod in return and smile respectfully at the person they were talking to, introducing yourself, “Hey, I’m Y/N, Jinnie’s girlfriend~” as you put your hand out for them to shake, which they were more than happy to do so, “You’re so lucky to have such a beautiful partner!” they reply, taking a last smile at Jinyoung before getting distracted by one of their own friends.

“Is someone getting jealous?” Jinnie teases, acting innocent to their own actions as you grit your teeth, weirdly finding their fake innocence really sexually attractive, “No, just protective over what’s mine,” you pull them close to you, smirking as you grab their ass as no one is looking, making their face go bright red, followed by a small giggle, excited to see where their actions take them.

So they continue, every once in a while, when in conversation with someone, they’d slowly become a little more flirty with intentions of making you jealous, playing the innocent card every time you look over and they catch you doing so. But the more they did it, the more you just wanted to show them that they weren’t to share with anyone. “You better behave~” you bite, subtly grabbing their throat, and biting their lip gently, which just made them give a little smirk, “Or what~” they reply, a little cocky but still a little shy as they give puppy eyes. All you could do was scoff at that moment, “Wait until we get home,” you say firmly.

That’s exactly what they did. Patiently waited for you guys to get ready to head back to the house after a long, busy but very good and eventful day.

You don’t know why your jealousy made you so needy to have them beg your name, but it didn’t help that they looked incredible in their outfit, they looked too good for their own good and their confidence in said outfit drove you insane, no wonder they were trying to get you to get jealous, they knew it’ll drive you mad with lust to touch them.

The keys click in the lock as you open the front door to the house, trying to act like nothing was wrong until they at least take foot inside the door before reacting in any way. You make a gesture for them to walk in first as you followed behind, locking the door. As you walk into the living room, you’re met with an “innocent” Jinyoung, who’s sitting on the couch, waiting for you to join them.

Your tongue pressed against the inside of your cheek as you catch a glimpse of Jinyoung smirking at you which quickly turns into a shy smile, a soft rose blush appears on their cheeks, “I don’t know what you think you’re playing at, but you’re not getting away with it,” you scoff, towering over them as they gulp, looking up at you like they’ve done no such thing wrong. “Don’t look at me like that,” you continue, your hand riding up their thigh, up to their torso then having a soft but firm grip on their throat, “Now be a good little whore and get into that bedroom”, as they do as you demand, you follow behind, already got a plan in mind for what you have in store.

Jinyoung looks at you with a soft look, reaching their arms out to hold you but you grab them, turning them around and bend them over the bed, swiftly grabbing the cuffs from the bedside table drawers and cuffing their hands behind their back. “You’re in for a treat, little one~” you whisper into their ear as they whimper in both excitement and worry for what they may have in store from the aftermath of what they caused.

Momentarily leaving them bent over on the bed, pondering about what’s going to happen, you grab your strap from the drawer, putting it on ready to give them the treatment they deserved before turning to your position behind them, teasing at the bottom of the skirt, slowly lifting it up to reveal their ass cheeks. With a swift hand movement, you strike a slap across it, receiving a little whimper from them as you strike again.

“Please fuck me~” Jinyoung whimpers, crying from the pleasure of your hand slapping their ass, as you think about it for a brief second, contemplating on whether or not to give them what they want after their behaviour, but this worked in your favour, “Are you going to play up and try to make me jealous again?” you ask, rubbing your hand on their ass. They shake their head in response, “Wrong way to respond, my love,” as they whimper, ass getting red raw from the slaps you’ve hit on it, “I promise I won’t play up again~” they cry, quite literally with pleasure and desperation to be fucked.

“Good,” you hiss, as you pull down their underwear, ensuring to put enough lube on the strap and on their ass to be able to gently and safely enter them without causing any pain. You steady yourself behind them as you line the tip of the dildo to their asshole, “Are you ready, little one?”, receiving a little whimper of a yes from them as you take it slow, entering them and getting them used to the size of the dildo before picking up the pace, making them weak at the knees and moan in pleasure.

“Ah fuck, yes, just like that~” they scream, as the pleasure becomes a little too much, as you hit their g-spot over and over, causing them to break under pressure, coming all over themselves as you continue to ride them through their high. “Good little whore, that’s it, moan my name,” you whisper, leaning down to kiss the back of their head, and they do as you requested.

As you pull out, you let them have a moment to gather themselves, taking off the strap before pulling them up onto the bed, taking them into your arms as they cuddle into your chest, laying on you, “I promise to be good,” they breathlessly let out, as you chuckle to yourself, running your fingers through their hair, “I know baby,” you reply, letting them come around at their own pace, “I love you”.

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fandomnovella-blog · 1 year

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The Teacher's Pet: Kim Yugyeom

You were so stressed out this week you didn't know which way was left and which way was right. You were exhausted and your appearance was starting to mirror how you felt. You had gotten pale, and your hair was starting to get a little crazy. Your assignments were keeping you so busy you fell asleep on your math textbook and woke up with the page stuck to your face! But finally, you felt like you were on top of everything. Every assignment had been handed in and every piece of scrap paper put in its proper place so with puffy eyes and your clothes hanging off you, you entered your History class. By the looks of the other students, they seemed to be just as tired dishevelled and sleep deprived as you. It made you feel less alone. You were just nodding off when the door opened and in walked Kim Yugyeom.

A hush fell over the class. He stuck out like a sore thumb! The whole class looked a mess! Exam stress had ravaged you guys to next to nothing and here Yugyeom was, not a hair out of place! His clothes neatly fit his body and with a face that almost glowed with energy and brightness! It was like Exam week had taken all your energy and zapped him with it!

He was carrying what you supposed was Mr P's laptop and mug which was full of steaming hot cofee and he neatly placed it on the desk waiting for it's owner to arrive. The smell wafted to your nostrils and gave you a little more life. You then watched groggily as Yugyeom placed a card and box of chocolates on the desk and sat down waiting for Mr P to arrive!

Sure enough the formidable teacher strode into the classroom, greeted Yugyeom cordially and sat down at his desk, "Thank you Yugyeom for helping me bring my supplies to class! Oh, and what's this?” He gestured towards the Chocolates and card! ��You're spoiling me!"

You saw from the corner of your eye that Yugyeom beamed, blushed a little and sat up a little straighter. Mr P then scanned the class "you all look a wreck! How are you supposed to learn anything! Prepare to hand in your reports today. I'm not extending the deadline so do not bother asking!"

You groaned internally. Typical Yugyeom behaviour! Always giving gifts to teachers to say "thank you for being awesome and helping us to grow into the amazing people we'll become" you snorted.

The only thing Mr P gave you was stress, a headache and more homework than you could handle! At least the report he had asked you to do had been finished. You looked in your bag for the folder containing your essay and your heart dropped. You didn't have it with you! It must have gotten mixed up while you were at home! Today was the last deadline and if you failed to hand it in you'd lose a whole semester grade!

You felt like you were in a living nightmare!

Maybe if you pinched yourself then you would wake up with your math textbook stuck to your face again! But no. This was reality. This was happening right now and your whole life flashed past you eyes! You moved your hand more frantically in your bag uselessly praying that your assignment would be there. But you were met with air passing through your fingertips whenever you swiped through your bag! You couldn't lie, and Mr P would NEVER accept an excuse. There was nothing else to do but bite the bullet. Slowly you raised a trembling hand. Mr P's head looked up from his laptop.

"Yes Yugyeom what's the matter" he said beaming. Your heart was beating fast...did he say Yugyeom? Did he just confuse you with his favourite student?

"Sir I think you have us confused with the other class. Our assignments aren't due in until next week."

Mr P looked at Yugyeom "Are you sure? I have it clearly marked here" he said looking at his diary.

"Sir, I wouldn't lie, I specifically remember you saying that it would be due in next week."

You looked at him eyes wide with disbelief.

Kim Yugyeom THE KIM YUGYEOM lying?! To the teacher?! Now you definitely were dreaming! For a minute Mr P looked down again at his diary. You felt sure he wasn't going to believe it.

But then he lifted his head and said "Very well. I'lI make the deadline next week. It could be that with all the essays due in I've written the wrong date down. It doesn't take much! Exam season doesn’t just affect the students you know!" He chuckled. You let out a breath you didn't know you'd been holding. And you weren't alone. It seemed whole class sighed with relief with you. When the bell rang for break you walked quickly out of the classroom.

You couldn't believe you’d escaped detention and an F-grade in history!

"You're welcome!” someone said as they passed you “Next time if you need me to cover you just ask." You looked up and saw Yugyeom's shiny backpack.

"Huh," you said to yourself. Yugyeom clearly wasn’t as squeaky clean and pure as the teachers thought!

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star-suh · 6 months

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Straight as A Line

Park Jinyoung x Male Reader

cw: homophobic top jinyoung, rough sex, dubious consent, hickeys, college au, swearing at each other, cheating, feminization, porn with a little of plot, a redemption arc for jinyoung lol…

an: lmfaoooo that redemption arc happened when my music suddenly changed to lana del rey's songs changing the whole mood, i'm so sorry if this isn't what you wanted anon 😭🙏

this was a request.

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the university where y/n was studying was planning a trip to go camping in the mountains. it was a dream trip for y/n, he could be close to nature and breathe that pure fresh air but all that sounded too nice to be true.

"i don't know if i want to go on the trip, fuckass jinyoung is going and i don't feel like arguing with that son of a bitch" y/n tells his friend.

jinyoung is one of those rich guys who have a lot of ass-lickers behind them, they do whatever he asks just for the money, also the guy is a fucking homophobe, when he found out that y/n is gay he started to make his life miserable. throwing slurs and swearing almost everyday towards the guy…

every student had an assigned seat “are we in school or something?” mocked jinyoung, his smile slowly fading seeing that he has to sit besides y/n “what the fuck? who put this pillow muncher beside me?” he yelled, “can you just shut the fuck up? you're not that important dude no one cares where you sit stop being a manchild” responded y/n making jinyoung's blood boil in anger.

“listen here, cocksucker. i don't want people like you near me you disgust me” he spat while signaling towards y/n with one finger. “stop signaling me you weirdo. you know that usually men who make fun of someone who is gay do it to cover up their homosexuality .. like why are you mad about me sucking a dick that's not so straight from you, jinyoung..” a grimace of laughter finding its way onto y/n's face while jinyoung's was red for the anger, y/n swear he can see the steam coming out of his ears.

jinyoung quietly accepted he lost this time and sat beside y/n ‘this is not going to stay like this’ he thought, crafting his revenge towards the guy.

it was night already, all the tents are ready and everyone is going inside them, y/n was getting ready to sleep in his sleeping bag when suddenly the zipper of his tent opens “what the fu-” a big hand covering his mouth to prevent him from making any noises. “hello motherfucker” jinyoung smiled “you thought i forgot what you said on the bus dirty whore? i think someone should teach you manners and how to be a nice obedient bitch, what do you think?”.

managing to get away from the strong grip of jinyoung's hand on his mouth y/n says “what the fuck are you talking about you fucking psycho, get out of my fucking tent before i start to scream”.

jinyoung's big veiny hand found its way towards y/n neck squeezing it hard “do it and what i'm gonna do next it's gonna be worse, you hear me?” scared by how menacing the words came out of his mouth y/n just nodded, “what do you want then, a public apology?. fucking asshole”.

“you see.. i was talking with my girlfriend and i got so horny-”, “and? do i look like some type of… friend to you? i don't wanna know shit about it” interrupted y/n. “anyways as i said” jinyoung continued “i'm so bricked that my dick is poking his way out of my shorts, so i was looking for a way to calm it but the rest of the bitches are sleeping and apparently you're the only one bitch awake so… i thought why not use this opportunity to help you be my obedient slut. after all you like cocks” he slapped gently y/n's cheeks. “fuck you” are the only words coming out of y/n's mouth…

“shh be quiet” whispered jinyoung while forcing his cock down y/n's throat, the gagging sounds making him more horny “you're so talented at cocksucking, truly a whore. you do it better than my girlfriend” he snickered while thrusting his thick cock.

“never thought i would see you this fucked up” jinyoung was stroking his cock while y/n was laying down panting, trying to catch his breath, with spit and cum covering his face “talking about dirty whores when you can't keep that thing inside your pants. coming here like a needy bitch looking for a hole to fuck”.

jinyoung just stared at y/n with a smirk on his face “i'm not done with you slut, look at this” he pokes his rock hard cock making it bounce a little “i'm gonna wreck your boypussy. come here” his hand snaking around y/n's shorts and discarding them quickly, along with the underwear. “leave me alone whore” y/n tried to push jinyoung with his feet but the bastard was so strong… and sexy.

jinyoung spat on his fingers and rub it on y/n's rim the cold fluid sending shivers up his spine “hngh.. stop it manwhore…” the pleasure clouding his thinking. jinyoung slap his fuckmeat on the rim and slowly introduce it, drawing a loud moan grom y/n due to the stretching “shush be quiet. you don't want someone to find us right? or is that what you want? woah what a pervert” y/n just ignored the comment and sucked on jinyoung's fingers.

“is that all you got, fragile masculinity slut?. not gonna be surprised if your girlfriend kicks you, you suck at fucki-” a slap landed on y/n's cheek. “stop being a loud motherfucker and let me fuck your pussy” his anger being canalized into fucking y/n “i don't give a fuck if you like it or not” he growls “i’m only here to use you like you let other men do”.

“fuck i love the sight of your gaping pussy. after being passed around the whole university is still so tight… even more than my girlfriend's”. “can you stop mentioning her you asshole?. she deserves a better man than you” y/n says, accommodating himself to ride jinyoung “let's get this over with, i want you gone”.

everytime he goes down y/n makes sure to do it hard causing jinyoung to moan very loudly, “look who's the loud bitch now. you call yourself a man and can't even handle me”. jinyoung laughed quickly grabbing y/n by his ankles pulling them towards him folding y/n in the process, his dick going in and out. y/n squirmed, his eyes rolled back and mouth agape, feeling that cock reaching so deep inside him, no other cock has made him feel like that.

“what happened pillow muncher.. too much to handle?” he starts sucking hickeys in the back of y/n's neck. “i'm gonna breed this pussy and after this you're gonna be mine you hear me?” he whispered while flipping y/n a fuck him while he leans on his back “no… i don't belong to.. to anyone not even to a loser like you” the older just ignored it and continued looking for his pleasure.

“guess you're not that straight macho after all” y/n murmured drawing jinyoung's attention, “just because i'm stretching your boypussy and about to cream it right now doesn't make me a homo… i'm straight as a line..”. y/n with his hooded eyes make eye contact with the top, smiled and caressed his cheek “even the straightest line can be curved dumbass” he then kisses his forehead “c'mon cream this fucking pussy… isn't this what you want hurry up before someone wakes up” fucking himself in jinyoung's dick y/n also searched for his pleasure his cock splurting with cum minutes later landing on jinyoung's chest and abs, while that happened he squeezed so hard that jinyoung came without realizing it, emptying his balls in the insatiable hole of y/n.

jinyoung tried to catch his breath resting his head on y/n's chest falling asleep, followed by y/n minutes later.

the ride back to university was surprisingly quiet, jinyoung didn't say a word about sitting next to y/n, everyone was surprised. one by one they got off the bus with jinyoung and y/n being the last, the tall one grabbed the shorter one by the hand so that he wouldn't come down yet. "i'm going to break up with my girlfriend... what i’m doing with her is not right." "wow, at least there's some empathy inside that empty skull" y/n responded. jinyoung just laughed looking at y/n with a fond smile "sigh... i'm so sorry for what i’ve put you through all these years... i know that's not going to change the damage i've already done but i want to start being a good person… wanna go eat lunch? it's on me".

surprised by the sudden change y/n wondered what happened with him last night “are you okay? did you eat something strange this morning?”. “no fucking asshole i just… i just wanted to change my behaviour… you know if the straightest line can be curved that means that we can change and it's never too late to do it” y/n just stared at him dumbfounded “are you being serious right now? are you philosophizing over a silly phrase i just made up…ugh fucking corny anyways is free food and i can't say no to that so text me where is it and see you there. i guess..” y/n was about to get off but turned around, stood up and pet jinyoung's head, a slight blush covering his cheeks. jinyoung just stood there watching y/n get off the bus with a smile slowly forming in his face.

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prettywordsyouleft · 1 year

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Well Rewarded

Pairing: Park Jinyoung x female reader

Genre: friends to lovers / romance / suggestive / valentine’s day au

Warnings: suggestive content, lingerie, some nudity, basically everything but the smut, lol.

Author’s Note: of course, it’s the first time I write Jinyoung in 8 months, and he demands all this from me. Happy Valentine’s Day. Also friends, the concept of this story is a bit cringe about wanting to celebrate Valentine’s Day, but I don’t believe we all need to buy into the holiday. And if people shame you for not having a Valentine, then they’re the problem. This was just a bit of fun <3

Word count: 2100

You smiled as you read the note that came attached to the large bouquet of flowers, vaguely paying attention to the gushing from your co-workers.

He had remembered.

“Oh Y/N, you sneaky devil! You have kept tight-lipped about this one!”

“You’ve got explaining to do. Who’s the admirer?”

Your smile grew to Cheshire lengths, but you tried to rein it in. If you looked too giddy, they would insist on too many details. You needed to keep the charm there, bask in the attention the flowers had given you, and then accept that your ruse had worked.

Nothing more.

“Let me check the note out,” your manager Wendy insisted and plucked it out of your grasp. “‘Y/N, I know you don’t like a big fuss, but you’re worth it. Can’t wait to see you tonight, Love J xxx.’ Who’s J?”

“Someone special,” you replied truthfully, closing your eyes and thinking back to the disappointing Valentines you had last year, and how you had sobbed drunkenly on your best friend’s shoulder.

“Everyone got something in the office. Everyone except me. I’m going to have to send myself flowers next year just to make sure they don’t pity me as they did today. There’s nothing wrong with being single! Yet why do I feel so miserable?”

“Don’t worry. I’ll send you flowers.” Jinyoung was running his hand up and down your back rhythmically, trying to soothe your nerves.

“You will?” you asked, looking up at him with doe eyes, your bottom lip wobbling. “You’d do that for me?”

“Sure. You’re the only Valentine I want to have anyway. We’ll make a big deal out of it. If you’re not in a relationship next year, I’ll make this day so special you’ll never cry on it again.”

Another smile brightened your face as you thought over Jinyoung’s offer. You had honestly forgotten all about it until the bouquet had turned up, his tell-tale handwriting on the card making your heart leap. You were going to give him the best night ever. Should you cook for him? You could stop by the grocery store on your way to his, the ritual of Tuesday nights being spent together now growing more exciting as your thoughts progressed. Since he’d done this for you, you wanted to repay him with something delicious. Candlelit dinner for a fun touch. You spent the whole afternoon half-focused on your work tasks, whilst drafting up a dinner and dessert plan that would make your best friend happy.

You were excited by the time work was over and went to rush out of the building. No such luck, however, as your co-workers pulled you aside. “Hot date tonight, huh?”

“Something of the sort.”

“Are you prepared to blow his mind?” You merely stared back at Wendy as her eyebrows danced. She shared a look with the other two ladies and looped their arms through yours. “This is a big deal. You’ve worked at the company for five years and this is the first Valentine’s gift you’ve received. Time to make sure he receives too.”

You should have known with all their giggling you’d end up at a lingerie store two blocks over. You were so stunned that you didn’t even protest as they dragged you inside. And somehow, thirty minutes later, you left with a purchase made and a flush to your cheeks.

I’ll just wear it for myself sometime, you reasoned as you dashed towards the grocery store, loading a basket full of the supplies you had made a list for, trying not to think of how Jinyoung would have reacted to you wearing the set in the bag dangling off your arm. In another world, where you were both lovers and the flowers had meant more than saving face, you could imagine greeting Jinyoung after work in just the lingerie and heels, hungry eyes devouring your curves, your bare skin. It would definitely end with dessert being served up before the main course.

Shaking away the sinful image of your best friend lusting over you physically, you hurried through the rest of your shop before heading to Jinyoung’s place. Years ago, he had gifted you a key to his place, and tonight it would come in handy.

Or it would have if Jinyoung hadn’t beat you home first. “What’s all this?”

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Jinyoung!” you exclaimed delightedly, bustling into his kitchen and dropping your heavy grocery load on the kitchen countertop. “You remembered our pact.”

His curious expression grew smug momentarily as he looked at you. “I told you I would do it.”

“And I owe you one. So, since you have no date for tonight, I figured I’d spoil you.”

“You did, huh?” His attention fell back to the assorted bags, snagging on one in particular.

You followed his focused stare to the lingerie-branded bag, your mouth falling ajar at the sight of it mixed in with the groceries. You had been in such a hurry to get inside before he was home, that you must’ve grabbed it by accident. Shifting forward, you snapped it up off the table with an awkward laugh. “Oops!”

“That’s not for me too?” he teased, though his tone was too husky for it to remain light. “What’s inside?”

“Just something,” you attempted to sound airy as you shoved it under your purse, and tucked your coat overtop. “Nothing important.”

“You bought lingerie today.”

“Well, the flowers got the ladies excited. They dragged me to the store after work. I guess I got caught up in the throes of things.” You smiled widely. “Anyway, how does steak sound? I got a good cut and—”

“What colour is it?” Jinyoung continued, his gaze zeroed in on your coat, as if he was trying to scan through the layers to find it himself. He rocked on his heels and took a decisive step forward.

“Why does it matter?”

“I’m just curious. You’ve never been one to shop on a whim for undergarments.”

You placed a hand on your hip. “That you know of. I happen to own many nice sets. You just haven’t seen any before.”

His eyes darkened and he took another step forward. “Huh. I thought I knew everything about you, best friend.”

“It’s not like I think about the underwear you wear.”

“You already know what brand and size I wear. You bought me some for my birthday,” he replied instantly, fingers grazing your coat, caressing it with a patience that was missing from his tense expression.

Pausing on pulling out the ingredients for the meal, you walked back to his side, threw back your coat and shoved the bag into his hands. He looked at you and then the bag, suddenly unsure. You smirked. “What? You wanted to see what’s inside.”

“Did you think of me when you bought this?” he murmured so low that you weren’t sure he actually uttered the words. Breaking the sticker holding the bag closed, a deep inhale is all you heard as he peered inside. “Blue and white. You were thinking of me.”

“It was pretty,” you managed to say around your suddenly dry mouth, swallowing to try and moisten it.

There had been instances over your friendship where you had imagined this. Christ, you had only forty minutes ago. But you’d always pushed the thoughts aside, cherishing the decades of friendship more than a bout of intimacy. With the way Jinyoung now stood frozen, a fistful of satin locked within his grasp, you wondered if maybe it would be worth it.

“Jinyoung.”

“Mm?”

“Do you… want to see it on?” you asked, unsure where the confidence came from. He had never made you feel uncomfortable within your body, but it wasn’t like you to just offer a scantily-dressed option of yourself up to anyone.

He isn’t just anyone though, your brain reminded, as you caught his pupil-dilated stare, his hand trembling as he thrust the garments at you. Grabbing them, you nodded once as his jaw tightened, and you strode over to the bathroom, clicking the door shut.

Away from the heady atmosphere, you let out a small laugh. “What the hell am I doing?” you asked yourself as your hands worked down the zipper of your dress, the fabric pooling at your feet. You weren’t prepared for this. You would have waxed; shaved at the very least. But for some reason, that didn’t deter you. The more clothing you pulled off, the more determined you were to have this moment regardless.

Whether or not Jinyoung had been at the forefront of your thoughts when purchasing the lingerie, he was now. You needed him to see you in it. It was a craving unlike any other, and you were excited. After clasping the bra hooks together, you smoothed your hands down your silhouette and turned to look in the mirror. You had subconsciously left your heels on, completing the fantasy you had envisioned in the supermarket before.

Emboldened, you turned and opened the door. Jinyoung was standing with his back to you, though you knew he was aware of your return to the living room. Maybe he was regretting pushing the idea. Your hopes were dashed a little. “Well, it fits nice, so…”

The deflecting words died on your tongue when he turned, raking his gaze over you from head to toe. You were under his spotlight, and instead of nerves rushing through as you expected, the flames in his stare heated your skin with every longing caress.

“When I sent you those flowers, I wasn’t quite expecting such a gift in return,” he hoarsely said, striding towards you until he was close to brushing against you. You gasped as his breath met your exposed skin, his eyes still roaming over you. “I’m not complaining one bit.”

“So, dinner?” you questioned weakly, unable to hide the desire filling your voice. You wanted him. You wanted to see as much bare skin as you were showing him. As if he read your mind, he reached over the back of his head and tugged off his hoodie and tee all at once. You blinked, eyes wandering over his broad chest and shoulders. You had seen this all before, but not under these circumstances, and definitely not with the ability to be allowed to touch. Jinyoung hissed when your palm connected against his overheated skin.

“Dinner?” he echoed, letting out a chuckle. “Darling, the last thing on my mind right now is eating.”

His eyes flashed with sinful recognition of his statement and Jinyoung let out a groan. “Actually, I am hungry for something else.”

“We do this and you know it’s going to make us want it again and again.”

“Oh, I’m aware. I don’t think I’ll be done worshipping what you’ve presented me for weeks to come.”

A smile spread out your lips as you pushed yourself flush against him, angling your face towards his. “Only weeks?”

“I have a confession to make. I forgot about the pact we made last year until you mentioned it before. I just wanted you to know I was thinking about you today and sent the flowers. You’re the only Valentine I ever want.”

“Well then, Valentine,” you started, breath mingling with his, lips barely an inch apart. “You’re all I want too. I guess we should go work up an appetite.”

“And what if I make it so you’re too exhausted to cook?” Jinyoung asked as he walked you backwards into the wall, another gasp leaving you when his lips pressed into your neck. You angled your head with ease, allowing him to taste your already feverish skin.

“That’s okay. We can always order in. I’ll cook it tomorrow.”

“Good. Because the idea of letting you out of my bed tonight sounds unfathomable.”

And then his lips were on yours, sealing the deal. You couldn’t think of anything other than Jinyoung, of the taste of him, the feel of his hands squeezing and touching you everywhere. There was only this man within your mind and you were ready to be driven wild by him.

You squeaked when he finally navigated you both to his bedroom and your legs brushed against the edge of the bed. Jinyoung’s hands were on your back, unhooking the bra you had barely worn in front of him and reverently placing down on the comforter beside you. He shook his head.

“I got the better gift today,” he announced, and you laughed breathily, running your hand over his torso.

“We’re both about to be well rewarded for our efforts, don’t you think?”

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hanjsquokka · 6 months

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The Phantoms - [ 3RACHA ]

🎙 SYNOPSIS: A lovely independent home in the suburbs of Seoul at a low cost? You didn't question it until you found out the house came along with three extremely confused ghosts.

GENRE: ghosts, music band, rockstar, hip-hop, non idol au!

PAIRING: 3racha × fem!reader, han jisung × fem!reader

CONTENT WARNING: will contain swearing, slightly mature content such as smoke, weed, alcohol, mentions of sexual activities (no actual smut), angst, confused 3racha, ghosts, underwordly stuff (idk). This is highly inspired by the show Julie and The Phantoms!

WORD COUNT: 6K + (ongoing)

AUTHOR'S NOTE: sorry I disappeared for like a month there! Had a lot of things to do irl! Finally back with this fic (I've never been more proud of something I've written) and I just love it because it's so them T-T. Also, if you've watched Julie and The Phantoms, Changbin is so Reggie coded like do not argue with me there ✋️

EP 01 - you made the whole room fucking pink : moving into a new house had it's pros and cons. pros, you finally had a new place to stay in without the lady next door complaining about how loud you played your music or listen to the news from the old man who lived upstairs at four in the morning. cons, three ghosts could inhabit said house, scaring both you and themselves. but who were these ghosts and why did they dress like they were from a 2000's sitcom?

EP 02 - the only idol i know is park jinyoung: the ghosts of 3RACHA weren't as bad as some of the boys you knew but they sure were a handful. for some reason, no one could see them but they sure could hear them. the ghosts themselves were struggling to adjust to the fact that they were ghosts and they missed out on a big chunk of their life. after a small argument with jisung, you begin to see another side to the snarky guy. but when your best friends show up at your house unannounced with news that you didn't want to hear, how long would it take for you to face your fears?

EP 03 - what the hell is spotify : performing at your own housewarming party made you a lot more anxious than you initially thought it would. chan, changbin and jisung — out of the pure goodness of their little dead hearts — decide to help you perform since they were a band after all. after a little mishap with jeongin seeing them, the rappers realize that they could still make music for people. with the help of changbin's new friend, they might just have a chance at becoming 3RACHA again.

EP 04 - we're dying again, surprise : loading

EP 05 - we are not getting eomuk this time : loading

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missgineaus · 1 year

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but imagine a got7 demigod au:

in the modern era

gods are alive and still getting it and have lots of kids lol

monsters are real but ehh *vague hand gesture*

being a demigod sucks more than not cuz people want to use them for their powers if they have any

mark: son of aphrodite

doesn't speak alot cuz he might accidentally activate his charmspeak

Beautiful™ (inside and out)

very insightful about relationships and people in general cuz he’s much more observant than people give him credit for since they just think he’s a pretty face

doesn't speak a lot cuz people only want him for his looks and not for who he is and its very difficult for him to make friends but if you're a friend he is loyal forever

jackson: son of zeus

it’s why he can fly around everywhere so easily lmao -

gold looks hella good on this boi

wants to show he’s not all talk and is very humble and down to earth lol

very excitable and generally in a good mood

ambitious af

when he gets a little too excited sometimes he accidentally shocks people lol

people think he’s all brawn but he’s actually more brain

jinyoung: son of athena

smart af

literally a walking library

aggressively and sarcastically kind to people he loves

loves grandpa cardigans and gold plated curator spectacles probably

even if you think there’s no way for jinyoung to know the tea, he knows the tea

probably omniscient tbh lol

is ready to fite (ง’̀-‘́)ง at all times

jaebum: son of hades

Brooding™ and heavily misunderstood lol

black everything.mp3

loves flowers not bones

looks like he can beat you up with one punch but will try his hardest to resolve everything without violence first

cats, cats everywhere

it's rumored a glare from him can stop a person's heart

wants ghosts to stop bothering him lol

finds a lot of jewels randomly

bambam: son of dionysus

that's my that's my party

really knows his alcohol beers lol

he looks like a lightweight and is a lightweight haha poor child lol

knowledgeable about all mental illnesses

is a real smarty sweetheart even though people think he's just another thot

vines references for days lmao

feline grace

yugyeom: son of demeter

"you're part tree it's why youre so tol." park jinyoung, 2019

pronounces the names of grocery produce wrong just to piss people off lol

doesn't tend to a garden but does have a few succulents on his desk

brews the best tea

probably gives people bushels of corn as a gift to be funny

once gave jackson tea he grew and dried himself, and jackson cried cuz it's organic lol

youngjae: son of apollo

a literal sunshine

that one nephew artemis stans

once tried to shoot an arrow and shot someone in the ass accidentally lol

i bet his voice has healing powers

probably also a disney princess by how much the wildlife end up surrounding him when he does sing

not a seer but sometimes just knows how things will turn out

he's not allowed to participate in rock/paper/scissors anymore because of this lol

original twitter thread | originally posted 9 feb 2019

#got7 #got7au #got7 imagines #mark tuan #jackson wang #lim jaebeom #park jinyoung #bambam #kim yugyeom #choi youngjae #greek mythology au #demigod au

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vad-hander · 2 years

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NO NAME

Pairing: Johnny (NCT) x reader x Jinyoung (GOT7)

Genre: Series | Smut | Angst | Fluff

Words: 8k

Jinyoung walked precisely behind you, sighing heavily when you pressed the elevator button.

“So you had fun today? Feeling better?”

“I did… have fun, though I wish the night ended differently.” you looked at him quickly but Jinyoung was staring at the number plate mindlessly.

“It always seemed to me so weird or impressive, I don’t know which one, when I think how you can freely kiss someone or even sleep with them, like you are just doing it boldly. I would have so many concerns and everything, it just makes me think how really different we are.”

“Are you trying to insult me?”

“I don’t know. Just…” he moved his eyes at you and you got caught up in them. “Go in.” he said making you snap back and realise the elevator is here.

“If your thinking bad of me just say it.”

“I don’t.”

“I’m not jumping just at anyone. He’s actually nice and he might be my boyfriend when the time comes, who knows?” you tried to not seem upset in front of Jinyoung.

“You’re right, but if he was someone else you probably would’ve been somewhere else right now.”

“Are you…” you didn’t know if he was going this way or was just concerned about your mental stability and all in all safety “are you not okay with me having sex with whoever it is…?” you just blubbered it out since it was sitting right at the tip of your tongue. You were just hoping he’d say yes and then you’ll just be convinced he loves you. The door of the elevator opened and he just walked out of it, leaving you without an answer.

“Which way?”

“Oh, here.” you walked with him now, getting in front of your door.

“Sleep tight, then…?” he asked unsure.

“Can you come in? I feel dizzy. You’re probably right, I drank too much.” your fingers grabbed onto his wrist as if he’d run away.

“So…”

“Sona is sleeping, I don’t think she’ll wake up any time soon if you’re saying she’s drunk.”

“Okay… just for 5 minutes.” you nodded in reply and opened the door to walk in.

“So what you think? I think it’s better than my old one.”

“It’s pretty here.” his eyes ran around when he walked forward.

“I should give you coffee.”

“It’s fine.” he protested quickly, catching up with you and holding onto your shoulder when you tried to get to the coffee machine.

“Jinyoung…”

“What?”

“Please take the dress off me.” he chuckled taken aback and looked at your serious face.

“Not funny, Y/n.”

“I’m not trying to be funny. I’m just loaded with cocktails.”

“And…?” he asked and took a step back which you found funny.

“Don’t you ever just look at me and think fuck everything? Don’t you ever want us to be together again?

“Y/n just go to bed.”

“Not answering automatically means you want me.”

“If I’ll say yes, I have thought of it maybe once, it’ll give you hope and saying no will get you upset. There’s no right answer.”

“Don’t do something right once.”

“Well I did it once, when I decided to go out with Johnny, now I’m just not ever trying it again.”

“So does that mean you’re just hiding your true feelings?”

“No, it doesn’t necessarily mean it.”

“Let’s be honest? I want you, I always want you. I miss you, I love you so much. Nothing ever changed for me. I don’t know how it works, I never was in love for real before and maybe it’s just the way I am, but I can’t fall asleep without you. Sometimes I feel like someone hit me with a rock right Into my chest and I can’t breathe because I realise I don’t have you next to me. I really want to tell you sometimes please forget everything and come back, but I know you can’t be like that. I’m… I just don’t know. You’re the only reason I’m still breathing. You’re the only reason I’m still going outside even if I’m scared to. I love you, Jinyoung.“

“God, Y/n.”

“Can you at least hug me?” he nodded quickly and took a step back to you, but you were quicker, closing the space between you two. Your arms wrapped around his waist, tucking your face into his chest. “I promise, I will stop with this, I just need a little more time.”

“It’s okay.” he whispered quietly and caressed your hair.

“I want you so badly too. Even now.” you pulled back a little and felt your mind being completely blurred. “Can’t we have sex? Just this once? I won’t tell anyone, I really need it. Jinyoung, please? Didn’t you tell me I can come to you with everything, you promised to help me with everything. I’m soaked just from a single thought of you fucking me. I swear to God it’s hard to even stand straight, Jinyoung, I’m not lying. See, I’m shivering from how much I’m turned on.” you forced his eyes to run down your arms. Somehow you convinced your own self he’ll give in and you were practically waiting for him to drug you on the couch behind him.

“Even if I wanted to do it badly, you know I wouldn’t.”

“Break up with her.” you blabbered quickly.

“Y/n.” he said strictly but it made you want him even more.

“I know you won’t cheat even if you’d be wasted. I have a better plan, we can masturbate looking at each other, it’s not cheating but it’s something. You can blame me for everything later.”

“Please, just let me make sure you’re in bed and leave.”

“Let’s go to bed.” you held onto his wrist fiercely and dragged him to your room. It was almost empty and unpretty yet, but he probably wasn’t able to see anything in the dark. You lowered yourself on the bed quickly and Jinyoung sat next to your laying body.

“Are you going to sleep in this?”

“No.” you shook your head quickly and raised your hands towards the buttons. Jinyoung stared at your fingers or maybe at your chest, you couldn’t know for sure, but when you undid two more buttons, the next one leading to your bellybutton, Jinyoung’s fist laid atop of yours.

“Want to help me?” you asked innocently knowing damn well he’s not. “Don’t act like you never liked my body.”

“I didn’t even say anything.”

“You can just get me off with your fingers. It’s not even anything serious, it’s just fingers. Jinyoung, please, we’ll never speak again if you’ll reject me. I’m embarrassing myself too much right now.”

“So what?” he spoke louder than before.

“So what if we never speak again?”

“No, so what do you want. Want me to finger you, sleep with you, whatever, it doesn’t matter. What’s next? You won’t stop after once, you’ll just want it all the time. You’ll want me to leave Sona, get back with you, or even better. You’ll start sabotaging me to sleep with you and what’s next? If you went home with that guy you’d be moaning his name now and wouldn’t even think of me, but because he rejected you you’re trying very boldly to make me fuck you. It won’t happen.”

“Jinyoung.” you gulped. “Just say it.” you pushed his hand off you and sat up, holding onto two pieces of the dress to keep it together.

“Say what?”

“That you hate the thought of me, that you’ll never want me. That all of it is just out of pity. You called me a whore already so just throw it all at me.”

“It’s not even what I’m saying.”

“Add up to all this that I never understand you and please leave.”

“What are you saying? What is all this?”

“Just go, Sona is waiting.” you wiped tears off your cheeks.

“Y/n, please, don’t make me feel terrible.”

“No, Jinyoung. You don’t understand that I can’t be your friend. It’s impossible, I just can’t take it. It’s the end, bye, have a great life, please send me a wedding invitation when you’ll have one. Go.”

“I don’t want to lose you when I just found you.”

“Jinyoung, but I can’t. Can’t you see that I can’t?” you broke down again and hid your face in your palms.

“Oh, please, Y/n, I love you so-so much too, you’re taking all of my mind and heart, but just no.” you felt Jinyoung pull you in to hug.

“Why?”

“I just can’t do all of it once again, I want to keep on the low, keep it quiet and simple with Sona.”

“You’re just saying I’m too much?”

“No, I’m not saying you’re too much.”

“But you just can’t take me.”

“I have a girlfriend.”

“I’m so tired.” you felt heavy and he allowed for you to lie down on the bed, lowering his body with you. “Can you stay until I fall asleep?”

“What if I’ll fall asleep too? Sona’s in the car.”

“If you love me so-so much, can you at least kiss me goodbye?” he shook his head a strict no.

“I meant like a friend.” you closed your eyes hopelessly and let go of him. You thought he’ll leave immediately but he didn’t move at all. You opened your eyes and noticed him looking at you. You could practically feel how somewhere in parallel universe he smashed his lips against yours, but here he was sitting and looking at you. “What you’re sleeping in?”

“This.” you ran with your hand under the duvet, getting a simple pair of pants and a shirt.

“Want to change into them?” he asked and you suddenly realised you were laying in front of him in a half-undone dress. He didn’t even take a single glimpse at you and it made you feel humiliated.

“I want to take shower first. You can go, I’m fine.” you forced a smile and expected him to leave.

“I’ll wait for you, okay?”

“If you want to…?” you said confused and he moved himself away, allowing for you to stand up.

You got out of the shower in less than 10 minutes seeing Jinyoung in the same position as before. He seemed to be sitting there like that this whole time. You walked back to bed planning to get into it when you felt Jinyoung’s cold fingers on yours. It wasn’t even cold in your room, you couldn’t understand why he was freezing.

“You want the truth?” you gulped and froze. Whatever he was about to say would probably bring you more pain than before. “I was obsessing over you, not sleeping at all or actually, I slept in your bed for a week maybe because I was hoping you’d come home at one point. Then I came once and the code wasn’t matching, I knocked on the door but someone else lived there now. I was furious, I couldn’t believe I missed out on you just like that. I couldn’t believe you moved away like this. Everything was just adding up and I was just furious and heartbroken. How could we brake up like this? I thought to my self all the time. I just couldn’t believe it and felt like we’ll meet anytime. I just believed you were my one and only. I lived like this for what feels like forever. When this semester came, we got a new intern, it was Sona, I couldn’t even remember her name at first because I was only focused on you, I couldn’t even notice she was flirting with me because I’d replay in my brain constantly the way you talked with me. When my birthday came I realised I’m living it wrong, you’re not going to pop out of nowhere on the street, I pushed you to the back of my brain and suddenly realised there’s life. Sona asked me out and I agreed because I finally wanted to move on, then I just realised I should ask her to date. You know what’s funny? When I bumped into you, it’s been not even a month since we began dating. When I gave up, you actually popped out of nowhere, when I tried to live without you, you are in front of me asking for love. But I just can’t, I really can’t. Because of Sona, because maybe it was Gods plan after all? He broke us off and the both of us took it hard, I was allowed to move on and met you afterwards maybe just like a sign that look, you were never meant to be together? You’re fine without her too. She’s here and you’re okay just like that.” you felt him pull your hand closer to his face and he laid it against his cheek. You squeezed your eyes to not cry loudly. “But now I just know nothing. I might be wrong, you might be wrong. I don’t know if we should find it out ourselves or keep on living the life we’re living right now. Y/n, I really don’t know. I just don’t want to do anything bad towards you, towards Sona too, it would be just wrong, you know it, right?”

“I know, Jinyoung, I’m so sorry. For everything I said today and wanted you to do. I’m wrong and I know I’m making it all hard for you. I’m so sorry, I really am.” he didn’t reply leaving the room quiet.

“I really need to go, it’s super late, my first lecture is at 10.” he stood up and let go of you completely. “No need to walk me out, I’ll just close the door. Good night.”

“Good night.” you whispered back and sat on the bed only when you heard him lock the door.

from: Jinyoung

“did you pick the cartoon we’re watching today?”

You looked at your phone confused not expecting at all to receive any texts from Jinyoung. Since the night of embarrassment you felt like he left for good and neither of you tried to reach out and you took it as a silent goodbye.

The only texts you were getting these days were from Junwon and seeing Jinyoung’s name on the screen made you feel uneasy once again.

to: Jinyoung

“you still want to go…?”

from: Jinyoung

“I thought we agreed on it”

to: Jinyoung

“are you sure?”

from: Jinyoung

“what do you mean? why would I be not sure?”

to: Jinyoung

“never mind”

“no, I didn’t pick but I’ll”

from: Jinyoung

“just let me know what time”

to: Jinyoung

“k”

“What’s up? You look quite burdened.” Junwon’s fingers moved your hair off your bare shoulder, placing his lips against it.

“Just a message I didn’t expect.” you chuckled and pushed back to lay. Junwon’s hand laid around your shoulder and he explicitly stared into your phone.

“Cartoons?” he asked sarcastically and pressed his face against your ear. Having only slept with him three times you noticed his habit of getting affectionate after sex, and even though you kind of liked it, the rest of the time the both of you were barely a couple and the fact that you didn’t really like him that way wasn’t adding up to that.

“Want to go?”

“Watch the cartoon?”

“Yeah.” you turned to look at him.

“Okay.” he moved in and you could feel his other hand snake down your waist.

“Wait, I have to look up the time.”

“Do it after.” Junwon’s hand pulled your phone from yours, leaning over you more to put it onto the bedside table and drag you under him.

“Hello.” you smiled brightly at Jinyoung.

“Y/n, hi! It’s nice seeing you again.” Sona looked at you moving her eyes down onto your fingers that were intertwined with Junwon’s. “And who’s that?” she smiled cheekily and your eyes moved to Jinyoung who stared at you confused. You wanted to hug him at first but then thought that it might be the wrong idea.

“That’s Junwon, he’s a friend of mine.” you told her quietly. “Junwon, that’s Jinyoung and Sona, you saw them at the club where we met.” you smiled and pointed at them with your intertwined hands.

“Hi, hi.” he smiled politely and you regretted the idea of this double date. You thought seeing Jinyoung one on one would be awkward but this all was as awkward too.

You sat next to Jinyoung with the idea of him maybe willing to talk during the cartoon in your head. Taking quick glances at him every now and then, you took in how he sat calmly being consumed into the cartoon completely, founding it adorable how his eyes were running over the screen. Jinyoung turned his head and caught you staring, turning to look at you too. You tried to pretend you didn’t see it but his body moved closer and you had to turn back to see him.

“What?” you moved your head like you didn’t expect to catch his attention.

“So you’re dating him now…?” he whispered lowly and moved his shoulder closer to yours, accidentally touching Junwon’s fingers that were laying on your shoulder with his and moved back immediately. You wanted to reply but Jinyoung looked so distant you killed the idea of doing so.

Your eyes still tried to catch a glimpse of him and Sona, seeing her leaning in to lay against his shoulder.

“Anyone’s hungry or is it just me?” Sona laughed walking into the hall. “It was such a great idea of yours, Y/n, to watch a cartoon. Are you doing this often? This is really refreshing.” you smiled back at her.

“Thank you, I’m glad you enjoyed it.” you turned your eyes to look at Junwon that stared into his phone now. “Did you like it?”

“Yeah, that was fun.” he smiled and kissed your temple leaving you startled. This probably needed to be discussed, you probably should talk with him about your relationship.

“So no one’s hungry?” Sona said cutely to Jinyoung and you had to look away awkwardly. Junwon’s eyes met yours holding in a giggle he hid in your hair.

“I’m kind of hungry, but we really have to leave you, I’m sorry.”

“Huh, we are?” you looked up at Junwon confused.

“Yeah.” he nodded and you didn’t know if you felt thankful for that decision or disappointed because you would have to leave Jinyoung’s side.

“You wanted to leave, right?” Junwon asked you when the both of you walked into his apartment with bags of take out. His dog ran up to the door barking excitedly.

“Hi baby.” you sounded too high pitched and thought of Sona immediately. “I don’t know actually, but maybe I’m glad we did.” you smiled at him and stood back up with the puppy in your arms. “I’m surprised you could sense that.”

“I’m observing.” he smirked and leaned in to kiss the top of his dogs head.

“Very sweet of you.”

The both of you walked into the living room, placing yourselves onto the floor next to the couch. Junwon’s apartment looked spacious and modern, you only been here once before, but you loved everything about this place. It didn’t look anything like Jinyoung’s, you just couldn’t throw the thought out of your brain.

Junwon felt like a friend that you knew for years. Spending time with Junwon felt like you were with Johnny but maybe even better. You missed Johnny, you needed him in your life and it pained you to even have the thought of wanting him after everything. Sometimes you wondered what he was up to but it only lasted for a minute, before you’d get to the part where he probably hurts you.

Maybe, just maybe, you thought to yourself before you went to bed in those past couple of weeks that what you needed was not Johnny, what you needed was someone who could listen to you and understand you. What happened and what was now happening between you and Junwon was something that was meant to happen between you and Johnny. You couldn’t help but wonder what was wrong with him or you, or just the whole situation that you couldn’t take him in so lightly the way you did with Junwon.

“You know, I actually wanted to tell you something” Junwon’s hand pulled your face back from his lips when you felt like kissing away the thoughts of Johnny from your brain after your dinner.

“What is it?” you smiled and licked your lips.

“I really have to be straight up with this probably.”

“What? Are you sick or something?” you asked him confused, you’d rather hear that than a love confession.

“Jesus, no.” he chuckled and looked weirdly at you. “It’s about you and me.” you closed your eyes in fear and anticipation. “You’re really fun, I’m glad I met you, and those couple of weeks they were just wonderful… I love your company, I love hanging out with you, I love the sex and I can’t believe how beautiful you are.” you opened your eyes quickly to look at him. “It’s just that I don’t love you like you probably want me to and I just had to let you know, before you get your hopes up too high.”

“What?” you chuckled not believing your ears.

“I’m sorry if I hurt you, I just had to be honest. I should’ve said this earlier, I wasn’t looking for a girlfriend but you were just undeniable. My ex just chose New York over me and I’m honestly just not ready to try something with…” you stopped him mid sentence by raising your palm up.

“You don’t what? Please say it once again.”

“I don’t love you like that. I love your company, but not… you know.”

“And you think I’m in love with you?” you bit onto your lip trying to hide your smile.

“I can’t be sure but you act kind of like it?” he looked at you very confused and you just couldn’t hold back but giggle.

“Oh my god, Junwon, I really thought there for a second you wanted to confess your love to me.” you kept on laughing holding on to his shoulder.

“What? Why you’re laughing?” he asked confused and you had to put in all of your strength to stop laughing.

“I don’t know how to not sound mean while saying it, but I don’t love you either. I love same things about you, but I don’t love you like a boyfriend or whatever.”

“Somehow you make me want to feel offended.” he chuckled and silence fell over the room. “Wait… so does this mean we can continue everything as it is…?”

“Only if you’re sure you won’t fall in love with me. I kind of don’t want to deal with those problems.” you smiled widely.

“I’ll try my best, promise to do the same.”

“Oh, on that, you don’t have to worry about it.”

“Why?” he stared at you and you looked over the room. “You love Jinyoung, right?”

“What made you think so?”

“How you stare at him, how you don’t really like Sona and just everything mixed together really screams you’re in love.”

“Annoyingly observing you are.”

“But I’m the one who gets to sleep with you, why?” he took the wine glass off the table, taking a sip.

“It’s a very long story.”

“I love long stories.” he pulled you in for a kiss.

“But should I take your affectionate behaviour as a sign of you falling in love with me?” you tried to joke around to change the subject.

“I’m not a teenager, we’re not teenagers. We can be responsible fuck buddies, I don’t need to push you away every time you’d like to kiss me. We can be affectionate to a crazy point, what matters is that the both of us know what all of this actually means.”

“Mmmh, Junwon, the way you think it’s just so… stop or I’ll fall in love.” you whispered into his lips, caressing his chest slowly. His hands pulled you onto his lap and now you could freely rock your hips against his.

“Honestly, I don’t think I’ll be able to do it once more today, it happened too many times for just 12 hours.”

“Looks like a picked the wrong guy if he can’t keep up with me. I thought we were on the same page.” Junwon rested his head against the couch hopelessly.

“Your eyes kind of look like turned to the side commas.”

“What?” he laughed.

“When you look in specific directions, they really do.”

“Shut up.” his fingers pulled your face in.

from: Jinyoung

“hi”

“we haven’t talked in a while”

to: Jinyoung

“oh, hi” you texted startled. Your last message in this conversation was dated from three months ago.

from: Jinyoung

“It’s Sona’s birthday this weekend. She wants you to come.”

“With your boyfriend.”

“I don’t know if the two of you are still together but I thought I should still ask you to come even though we don’t really speak.”

to: Jinyoung.

“it’s fine (:”

“We’ll come if you’re not against it”

“should we bring a gift or something?”

from: Jinyoung

“why would I be against it!”

“it’s up to you, I don’t really know.”

to: Jinyoung

“Will you send me the address or…?”

from: Jinyoung

“Sure.”

“I’ll be very glad to see you.”

to: Jinyoung

“cool”

You dialled the number, dropping your head back onto the pillow.

“Mmh?” Junwon murmured into the phone.

“You’re not sleeping yet?”

“I’m at work.”

“At this hour?”

“Yeah, the codes won’t write themselves.”

“Okay you nerd, when will you be free?” you mumbled into the phone.

“What happened?”

“Come over.”

“After midnight.” he said after a long pause, probably checking what time it was.

“Okay, I’ll wait for you.”

“Okay.” you could feel him hang up.

“Wait, wait.”

“Yeah?”

“I might fall asleep, come in yourself.”

“Okay, I will.”

“Thank you, bye.”

“Bye-bye.”

“Ugh, damn.” you could hear him hit his foot on the tripod you left next to bed. “Hi, are you sleeping?” he whispered slowly, propping his body on your bed.

“No.” you mumbled still half asleep, moving your body to lay against his.

“What happened, why you wanted me to come?”

“Maybe I just missed you.” you tried your best to get back to life and open your eyes.

“Very not true.” he leaned in and left a kiss on your forehead.

“I just wanted to release stress, but it kind of went away itself. Maybe you can just stay the night.” you sighed heavily.

“You hate when I just stay to sleep.”

“No, who said that?” you cackled and moved your head up, finally being able to move your body. “You’re my boyfriend, aren’t you?” you smirked unstoppably.

“I said it once,” he exclaimed on the last word “Because my younger sister is annoying, you will never let me live off it?”

“No.” you giggled and hugged his waist. The room fell quiet.

“I’ll take a shower then.”

“No, wait.”

“Huh?”

“Are you free this Friday?”

“Yeah, in the evening.” he nodded.

“Will you be my boyfriend for the night?”

“What’s up?”

“Jinyoung said Sona invited me and my boyfriend to her birthday this Friday.”

“Okay… why you agreed?”

“Because he added ‘I don’t know if you two are still together’. He thinks I can’t date someone? Or does he think no one will date me? We’ll go there and shove our happy ever after right into his arrogant face.” you felt yourself getting worked up.

“I love how he gets you excited in just a second.”

“Oh, you, shut up.” you slapped his shoulder.

“Why should I agree?”

“I’ll try to ignore the fact your sister thinks we date.”

“Swear?” he asked serious making you laugh.

“Pinky swear.”

“No way.” Junwon said amazed.

“That’s pretty insane for a grown up birthday party.” you chuckled.

“Don’t you call her a child?” he chuckled at you.

“Dude, she’s 26 now.” you took a quick glance at him, walking towards the big mansion in front of you. You guessed this gigantic house was rented, balloons and all the lights made the place looked like there was a fancy party going on. You sighed and felt Junwon’s palm against yours.

“Whatever it is, we’re here to have fun, right?” you looked at him again and he squeezed your hand reassuring.

“Right.”

“Don’t be nervous over Jinyoung. You’re doing great without him and we’re here to shove our happy ever after into his face, remember?” you giggled and shook your head agreeing.

“I love you.” you laughed mindlessly.

“Huh?” Junwon’s grimace made you laugh even harder.

“I mean like a human, Jesus.” you rolled your eyes, trying to punch him in his shoulder. His hand caught yours mid action, pulling you in quickly to kiss. “What, what are you doing?” you tried to pull back because kissing was not something that was in your routine now.

“Y/n, hi!” Sona sang behind you, sounding like she still walked towards you and you realised what he was doing. “Oh, Jinyoungie, look at these lovebirds, they just arrived and already are glued to each other.” she giggled and you thought it’s time to say hi maybe since it seemed like they stood next to you now, but Junwon moved his hand to your cheek and kissed you more. “That’s what I meant, when I asked you to kiss me when they’ll bring out the cake.” Sona giggled awkwardly and you tapped Junwon’s shoulder so he’ll move back.

“I’m sorry, he’s just very annoying…” you giggled and looked at Sona. Junwon moved his hand to lay over your shoulder.

“Hi.” he said politely, shaking Jinyoung’s hand.

“Happy Birthday, Sona.” you said excitedly and she jumped clapping her hands, suddenly pulling you in for a hug. Your eyes met Jinyoung’s in action and you froze in Sona’s arms.

“I’m glad you came, the more guests the better. We’re going to have so much fun tonight.” she giggled into your ear. You felt Junwon pull you back and caress your side. “I rented this house for my sleep over themed party.”

“Oh, Jinyoung didn’t say anything about the theme.” even saying his name made you feel like you had little weights on your tongue.

“It’s fine, you don’t have to worry, we have pyjamas for everyone at the entrance, let’s go, it’s going to be so much fun.”

“Yeah, let’s go.” you chuckled too, letting Sona pull you with her.

You couldn’t hold back a chuckle when Jinyoung protested politely over putting the pyjamas she had prepared, only making you accept the pj’s ever so excitingly.

“Ya, Junwon, you actually look cool in these!” you chuckled turning to see him.

“It’s fine on you too.”

“Thanks.” you stretched out a smile.

“Jinyoung probably won’t wear the pj’s.” you said it not knowing exactly what you wanted to hear from him in reply.

“If he loves her, he’ll give in.” Junwon said mindlessly and extend his hand to get the bag with your clothes. He put both of them into their designated place with your names written under. His hand pulled you out of the room and your eyes immediately met Jinyoung. He stood there in his own clothes looking as handsome as ever. This was something you could never understand. You loved being with Junwon, you found him attractive and pretty, but Jinyoung just standing there not even looking your way made you feel breathless and insane.

“You think they fought?” you asked when Junwon pulled you towards the other side of the house.

“I don’t know. Let’s see what drinks they serve.”

“Should I find Sona?”

“No, she’s not even half close to being your friend.” he furrowed his eyebrows not understanding.

“But it would be just nice of me to do so, isn’t it?”

“No, you’re just trying to get your nose into their business, aren’t you?” you moved your eyes to the floor. “I’m right, so just let me distract you from your favourite Jinyoungie.”

“He’s not my favourite.”

“Sure.” he chuckled to himself.

“What are we going to do?”

“Drink first, then we’ll see what this sleepover party have in store.”

“Okay.” you nodded and walked calmly next to him.

“Everybody!” you heard Sona’s loud voice turning towards her to see her standing on the stool. “It’s time to play some sleepover classics, so everyone please gather in the living room that is on the right in 5 minutes.”

“We’re not going.” you cackled and turned back to Junwon.

“We are.”

“Why?” you furrowed your eyebrows and pulled him to sit back down when he began standing up.

“Cause I’m tired of sitting in this corner. You’re fun and all that but if we’re at a party, we might as well enjoy ourselves, right.” you couldn’t hold back your smile with the way he said it. “Are you standing up or what?”

“Will you carry me there?” you extended your arms towards him and made a childish face expression.

“No.” he laughed.

“But please?” you tried to act cuter but he ignored you completely, pulling you up to stand. You stood up and when his fingers pulled you to walk you stood there not moving, making him startled. Junwon turned around and looked at you confused while you were coming up with a plan in your head.

He walked around you and you thought he’ll push you from behind, when his hands squeezed your waist and raised you from the floor. “Wait, it hurts.” you giggled uncontrollably. He crossed the room quickly, allowing for you to stand back on your feet when he entered the living room Sona talked about. “Junwon, seriously.” you giggled loudly, hugging his waist in some sort of appreciation.

“Anything for my girlfriend, right?” he chuckled sarcastically and you kissed him slowly.

“I don’t want to play that, I’ll just watch.”

“Jinyoung, you already refused to wear the pj’s I prepared for you! Can you at least do something for me? It’s my birthday!” you heard Sona shout at him and pulled back immediately.

“Sona, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you.” his hand caressed her cheek. It caught your eye he was kind of drunk but tried to act like he wasn’t. “It’s your birthday, let’s not fight.” she nodded in reply quickly. Her hands wrapped around his neck and he kissed her quickly. “You know these things are not for me.” she looked at him with probably all of the cuteness she had in store. “Just this once, okay?”

“Yay.” she jumped excitedly again and pulled him to the centre of the room. “Everyone who wants to play, please sit down. We have a couple of games prepared for the night, but we’ll start with a classic. Seven minutes in heaven yall, please sit down in a circle!” she announced as if it was a big deal.

“We should probably sit in front of each other to get a chance to be picked by each other?” You suggested when Sona’s hand grabbed your elbow.

“You two are sitting next to us.” she giggled and practically forced you to sit. The circle formed so quickly you didn’t have the time to force Junwon to sit somewhere else.

“If you’re going to kiss someone there, I’ll kill you.” you giggled but still tried to make your voice sound like you are threatening him.

“Same goes to you, loser.” he kissed your temple and looked at Sona.

“Okay, simple rules, in case you don’t remember. You spin the bottle, whoever the bottle stops on goes with you for 7 minutes to another room. No phones, lights are off. You can do whatever comes to your mind, but please remember, we’ll come for you in 7 minutes.” she giggled. “You can’t disclose what went on in that room nor can you stay for any longer.”

She sat back down and gulped. “I almost said as a party owner I’ll spin the bottle first, but I’m already taken so I probably shouldn’t.” she giggled and turned to take a glance at Jinyoung who pursed his lips.

“Nah, Sona, you still can spin the bottle, it’s not necessary you do sexual things in that room, it’s your birthday, just start the game.” Junwon spoke up and you opened your eyes wider than before, turning your head to look at him confused. “My Y/n, is next to me too, so if I’ll get to spin the bottle I’ll probably have to go there with someone else too. Just spin it.” he said and made a weird movement with his hand.

“What?” you giggled and moved your face closer to his.

“I just said what I thought.” he chuckled

“Okay.” you nodded turning your attention back to Sona, who was placing the bottle in the middle now. She made a weird scream before spinning it and closed her face with her palms. You internally were hoping for her to do bad things, but you knew everything you wanted was wrong. The bottle stopped and you raised your eyes to see it land on one of her girlfriends. You sighed disappointed making Junwon giggle on your side. “It’s going to be boring 7 minutes.” you sighed.

“Probably because you’re thirty and not thirteen.” Junwon said rhetorically.

“Excuse me? You’re even older. It’s just that probably it would’ve been fun if I at least knew those people. Or if Sona went there with a guy. At least we could’ve felt excitement.”

“Cheating makes you excited?” Jinyoung’s low voice ran through your body in a second. “Interesting.” he made a low giggle. You pulled yourself together and turned to face him.

“I didn’t mean your girlfriend. Just in general.” you said annoyed.

“Okay.”

“I’m sure she loves you so don’t worry.”

“I’m not worried. She doesn’t make me worry all the time.”

“Okay…” you nodded “I didn’t ask though.”

“Right, it’s because you only ask things when it’s in your favour.”

“Are you trying to fight with me because you’re drunk and brave all of a sudden?” you blinked multiple times.

“Whatever.” he turned away from you and left you disappointed and upset. This didn’t look like the conversation you planned in your head.

“He fought with Sona, forced to do something he didn’t want to, I guess he’s just upset.”

“Why are you on his side?”

“I’m just trying to make you feel better.” Junwon’s hand pulled you in to lay your head against his shoulder. You kissed the spot where his jaw met his ear and closed your eyes. “I’m trying to come up with a mathematical way of spinning the bottle so it’ll stop on either of us.” he said in a minute making you smile.

“How’s it going?”

“Pretty shitty.” you giggled and closed your eyes back.

“I’m not giving up and trying to come up with ways to make this game fun for both of us.”

“But do you think… you’ll kiss someone there or more…?” you asked suddenly and raised your head.

“I know no one, so I don’t know. You?”

“Me too.” it suddenly hit you “I mean, are you discussing with your girlfriend who you’d kiss?!”

“Oh, sh… no.” it looked like it struck him suddenly. “I’m just kidding, you asked the question.” you sighed and just hoped Jinyoung didn’t try to listen to your conversation. “Sona’s back.” Junwon whispered quickly.

Everyone got excited and Sona sat back down giggling, laying her hand atop of Jinyoung’s knee. “It’s nothing.” she smiled at him and got back to the game.

Her friend spun the bottle and went away with a guy, the guy spun the bottle next and it stopped in front of the girl Sona went in the room with. You couldn’t hold back the boredom and began chatting with Junwon about everything and anything, trying to keep it quiet but failing miserably every time he made a joke.

“Hey, lovebirds, it’s on you.” Sona tapped your shoulder and the both of you realised every person in that circle was staring at you two.

“Huh?”

“Junwon, it’s on you.” Sona spoke again and your eyes landed on the bottle that directly pointed at him. You turned your head to look at him and pouted. You now genuinely wondered if he’d kiss the girl that was about to go in the room with him.

“Have a great time.” you smirked being startled by him kissing the top of your head when he stood up.

When you tried to fish your phone out of your pocket Sona pulled in to you.

“This is nerve racking, right?”

“No, why?” you looked at her confused.

“Wow, you trust your boyfriend so much.” she said amazed and you felt genuinely confused.

“Do you not trust yours?”

“No, no. I do, I thought maybe because you don’t know anyone you’d feel worried, I’m glad you don’t. All these people are my friends so I’m very calm if Jinyoung will be picked.”

“Cool.” you smiled and tried to end the conversation there.

“You two look very cute together, I’m glad you’re happy. Jinyoung said you had a very hard time and that he was worried, I’m just glad you’re doing great.”

“Oh, he did? What else did he say?”

“Oh, no, don’t be worried, he didn’t say anything in particular, I wouldn’t want him to disclose your secrets. Don’t worry.”

“Okay.” you nodded and turned away.

“Hi.” you felt Junwon’s palm on your shoulder in a minute.

“Hey.” you tried to see signs on his face but he looked casual.

“You have to spin the bottle!” the girl he went with exclaimed.

“Oh right.” he sighed. “Let’s change the rules.”

“How?” Sona asked confused.

“I’ll spin the bottle, but twice. Once for a boy and once for a girl, it’s boring to go there twice like that. The ones that’ll be picked will go there.”

“Oh, okay.” she nodded.

“This sounds like so much fun.” someone said and Junwon spun it pleased. You watched the bottle spin and get slower and even more slower when it stopped in front of you.

“Is this your mathematical way to get us there together?” you squeezed your eyes and he chuckled.

“I’m not sure, let’s see.” he spun the bottle once again. You didn’t realise you were squeezing his palm harshly until he laid his other hand atop. “Hey, what’s up?”

“I’m hating you for picking me.” you said annoyed when the bottle slowed down a little too far to stop on him.

“I’m sorry.” he chuckled and you sighed hopelessly, closing your eyes when the bottle almost stopped at a random guy you didn’t even know the name of. “Or maybe I’m not.”

“Oh my god!” Sona exclaimed and you opened your eyes confused. “Jinyoung, Y/n - leave.” she said quickly.

“Did you do it on purpose?” you wanted to kill Junwon very badly.

“How would I? It’s a given I guess.” Junwon patted your back. “Won’t you kiss me? Don’t forget I’m your boyfriend.”

“I’ll kill you when I’m back.” you slapped his hand away.

Walking up to the small closet, that Sona referred to as a room, you three were quiet as ever. You sat on the floor in the corner, watching Sona lock the door behind Jinyoung.

“Time start! I’ll come back in 7 minutes!” she giggled and walked away.

You could see nothing in this darkness, only hearing Jinyoung’s heavy breathing.

“Something happened?” you asked when silence began choking you.

“What? No.”

“You’re good then, right? You seem upset.”

“I’m fine.” he said shortly.

“Okay, why did you get drunk like that then?”

“Am I not allowed to drink?” he asked pretentiously.

“It just doesn’t seem like you.”

“People change.”

“Maybe you’re right, you wouldn’t speak to me like that if you were the same.” you concluded and stopped talking.

“Looks like I can finally ask you the question you asked me before.”

“What question?” you said confused.

“How did it feel when you realised you don’t love me anymore? Refreshing?” he said sarcastically and you couldn’t understand what this all was about. He spoke like he blamed you for something. You wanted to talk back at him, maybe fight but then realised he was just doing exactly the same you did to him. He probably just tried to make you understand how you made him feel. You snapped back to reality and felt yourself get upset. You felt a single tear pave the way for all those others, making them stream down your face.

“Didn’t I disappear and let you live your life the way you wanted to? Why would you invite me here? Why would you talk to me like this? Why would you make me realise all over again how much I love you?” you wiped the tears off your face, standing up. “I’ll just knock on the door so they’ll let us out earlier.”

“Wait.” Jinyoung held onto your wrist, forcing for you to sit down again. The space was too small and even though you tried to sit back you still kind of sat on his legs. “What about Junwon? Why you said this?”

“Why you care?”

“Just tell me, isn’t this room created for this.”

“No.”

“Why?”

“You just want to hear that I still love you.” Jinyoung moved his hand from your wrist to your waist, his other hand landed onto your cheek.

“You do?”

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That Night

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Kanina pa napapansin ni Jisoo na may tumitingin sa kanya.

When she told Joy that she wanted to have a good time tonight, drinking with men was not what she had in mind. The truth was gusto lang talaga niyang lumabas ng bahay para makahinga.

Nagaway kasi sila ni Ate Irene. Matagal ng pinipilit ni Irene na bumalik si Jisoo sa college para makapagtapos. Lagi kasi siyang humihinto sa pagaaral ng isang taon o dalawa. Pero gusto munang magipon ni Jisoo ng sariling pera para sa mga gastusin niya, lalo na magastos ang pag thesis at practicum. Iisang taon na lang nanaman at makakagraduate na siya. Hindi maintindihan ni Irene yun, dahil kaya naman niyang bigyan ng pera si Jisoo para sa mga kailangan niya.

Jisoo knew how hard Irene works for the two of them. Nakikita niya yung pagod at paghihirap na nararanasan ng ate niya—ayaw lang niyang sabihin. Kaya ayaw niyang tanggapin ang alok nito kasi baka magpapakasubsob nanaman sa trabaho ang ate niya.

Nang nagkita sila ni Joy at pumasok sila sa isang bar, gusto na niyang magback-out kaagad. Kaya naman niyang sumabay sa pag inom, pero mas kumportable siya kapag kilala niya ang kainuman niya. Marami rin kasing babala na binibigay sina Ate Irene at Kuya Yoon kaya maingat rin siya.

Jisoo couldn't remember how Joy was able to convince her to approach the men before her. The next thing she knew, Joy was introducing herself to the guys, along with Jisoo. Some of the guys welcomed them enthusiastically, while the others just shrugged their shoulders. There was one man, however, who showed no reaction to them at all.

Nagkatinginan lang sila ng panandalian. He resumed his drinking.

Over the next hour, nakipagkwentuhan sila sa mga lalaki. Nagce-celebrate daw sila. Mini-party para sa success ng isa sa kanila. Kaya pati sila, nadamay na rin sa free drinks. Paunti-unti lang ang inom ni Jisoo. Cautious pa rin.

Si Joy, busy makipagkwentuhan sa katabing lalaki niya. Mukhang gusto nila yung isa't isa. Yung pinakamatangkad sa kanila pati yung mukhang foreigner, siya naman ang kinakausap. Marami silang tanong sa kanya. Sa sobrang dami, hindi na niya nasasagot dahil sunod-sunod.

Yung apat na lalaki naman, nasa isang sulok lang ng booth, may sariling usapan. May isang madaldal, isang tumatawa, isang bumubulong at yung huli, wala talagang kibo. Umiinom lang. Sunod-sunod na pag inom.

Nagkatinginan ulit sila.

Jisoo didn't understand the look he was giving her. It was intense. It made her scared but it also seemed sad, like it was pleading with her. The look also compelled her to feel an emotion she didn’t want to name and that terrified her.

Siya na ang unang tumaliwas ng tingin.

She needs a breather. She needs to freshen up. She needs to go home.

Tumayo siya at tinapik si Joy para sabihing magsi-CR lang siya. Sinabihan siya ni Joy na i-text siya kapag naligaw. Jisoo smiled. She knew the drill.

Nang mahimasmasan si Jisoo pagkatapos maghilamos, nadatnan niya ang lalaking kanina pa niyang napapansin na tumitingin sa kanya.

He was leaning on the wall, adjacent to the ladies' bathroom, arms crossed in his chest. He was zoning out. Until she caught his attention.

Nagkatinginan ulit sila.

"You don't belong there," he started. He had a deep timber in his voice that made the hair on Jisoo’s arm stand up.

"I know the feeling all too well." He uncrossed his arms and placed them in his pants' pockets. "I've always felt it because the people around me never failed to make me realize that I'm a nobody."

"You're a nobody. Like me." He slowly walked towards her. She stepped backwards as he approached until her back hit the wall and she was trapped. Well, not really. His arms didn't cage her in but his eyes did.

Jisoo eventually found her voice, albeit a bit dry and shaky. "Is that how you pick up girls? By telling them they're nobodies?"

"I don't usually pick up girls." He replied, breath reeking of alcohol. It was intoxicating. Jisoo didn't particularly hate it. "I'm not the type to pick up girls."

"And yet here you are."

"No, here you are." He said, closing their distance.

Something about the way he said she was here stirred her heart. He saw her. She was here. So when he neared for a kiss, Jisoo let him.

His lips were soft and bitter from the alcohol but again, Jisoo didn't mind. There was something so thoughtful with the way he kissed her; it was slow and gentle and it was pleasant. It made her feel nice. Too nice.

When they parted, Jisoo couldn't help but look at his eyes. It was magnetic. He drew her in for another kiss but someone had nudged them over. Nakaharang kasi sila sa daanan ng banyo.

The man glared at the intruder but when his gaze returned to her, it was with a burning tension of desire. He whispered in her ear. “Let’s go somewhere else.”

Jisoo stepped away from him, having realized how unguarded he made her feel. "Sorry, um, mauuna na ako."

He didn't stop her nor say goodbye, and simply watched her walk away with a glaze look on his eyes.

Hinanap ni Jisoo si Joy para yayain na umuwi pero mukhang nawawala siya. Nakarating na lang siya sa exit ng bar ng hindi na mamalayan. Dahil nakalabas na rin nanaman siya, inisip na lang niyang umuwing magisa. She was about to text Joy na aalis na siya nang nakita niya yung lalaki kanina na nakatayo lang at tulala.

He looked lonely from behind. Defeated.

Linapitan niya ito. "Ok ka lang?"

He glanced at her. "No."

"Anong ginagawa mo?"

"Waiting for my cab."

She hummed. "Saan ka pupunta?"

"Akala ko ba uuwi ka na?" He asked.

"I just want to make sure you're safe."

"Shouldn't I be doing that?"

Jisoo frowned. "Lasing ka. You can barely take care of yourself."

"I'm fine."

"Kakasabi mo lang na hindi ka ok."

"I'm not." He laughed. Whiskers appeared on his face. Jisoo found it endearing. "Fuck, I think I'm drunk. This is a first." He wasn’t slurring his words so Jisoo didn’t know if he really was drunk.

When his cab arrived, she ushered him in. He was spacing out again. It took her less than a minute to decide whether to hop in the cab with him. The cab took them to a hotel where he checked in. She accompanied him to his room and made sure he was alright. When he was seated on the bed and looked like he was about to doze off, Jisoo knew it was her cue to leave. Hindi na siya nagpaalam.

"Where are you going?" He called.

She stopped and turned to him. He was making his way towards the door, to her.

"Don't leave." Please, his eyes begged. That did it for her.

When she said ok, he placed his hands on her face, and when she repeated it, he smiled, and it was such a handsome smile, before placing a kiss on both of her cheeks. Her third ok was swallowed by his lips. Lips that were plump and smooth, in contrast with her thin ones.

His kisses were tender at first, as if he was savoring her, but then they became intense.

He kissed her fervently, like a man dying of thirst and finding an oasis in her lips. He tilted her head upwards to deepen the kiss, one of his hands placed loosely at the side of her neck, while the other cradled her head gently. Their lips explored each other thoroughly.

He sought her lips more and more until she could barely breathe. She pushed him slightly, trying to regain her composure. His lips didn't rest from kissing however. It sought a new home in the juncture of her jaw and neck, teeth grazing the skin lightly and then a teasing nip before kissing it soothingly. Jisoo sighed at that.

He aimed for her neck after, where he made sucking noises at a spot that made her toes tingle and curl before again, kissing them in a comforting manner.

He was so good at distracting her with his lips that she didn’t notice that his hands had slipped inside her shirt and was caressing the flatness of her stomach. His skin was warm. Jisoo felt that her whole body was aflamed.

"I want you," he whispered to her. "Do you want me? This?"

"Yeah," she closed her eyes at the feel of him on her mouth again. "I want you."

They started removing their clothes one by one. Jisoo helped him take his blazer off. Shehad to stiffle her laughter when one of his arms got stuck because he couldn't choose from kissing her or getting rid of his cufflinks. But he eventually chose to unlink them first before resuming on necking her. They left it by the door.

His neck tie came off next, one he threw hazardly in the room. He untied her hair after, and slowly unbuttoned her shirt, while she was busy unbuttoning his. All while kissing each other.

With his shirt undone and her shirt loose on her body, he sat in the bed, bringing her along with him. She was perched on his lap, arms looped around his shoulders. His was secured around her waist, while the other was angling her head so that he could kiss her deeper.

Jisoo moaned when the hand on her waist suddenly trailed her spine. She shivered at his touch when his fingers started to touch her shoulder, slowly letting the slips of her shirt fall, all while watching her reaction. She was breathless, all hot and bothered and he loved every bit of it. He kissed her exposed shoulder while he fingered the straps of her bra, as if asking for her permission.

“Wait, wait lang,” she said, hiding her face in his neck. “Let me just… let me prepare. This is, um, my first.”

“Your first time?” He kissed the crown of her hair.

Tumungo siya.

“You don’t have to do this, if you don’t want to.” He told her, his palm rubbing soothing gestures at the expanse of her back.

Umiling siya at huminga ng malalim. Inangat niya ang mukha niya sa leeg ng lalaki at tinignan nito ng maigi, bago dumapo ang kanyang mata sa makapal na labi ng lalaki.

He took that as his cue to kiss her while deftly removing the clasp of her undergarment from behind. Within a few seconds, she was bare before him.

Jisoo covered her breasts with her hands and hid in his neck again, trying to hide her embarrassment. He laughed, embracing her. “It’s alright. They’re nice. Don’t be shy, darling.”

He gathered her body and laid her on the bed gently. He peeled her arms away from her body and had them placed around his neck. Now, she wouldn't be bashful of her nakedness.

He planted a kiss on each side of her neck, her collarbone, and the valley in between her breasts before his lips found her mouth again, sucking her lower lip and biting it teasingly. He nudged her nose with his, urging her to nibble on his lips, and she did, obligingly but still with some hesitation.

It was adorable how she was willing to learn despite her obvious timidness. It made him want her more.

When they were both bare-skinned and wanting, the man asked her if this was what she really wanted, that he was not coercing her to do something she would regret, Jisoo kissed him the way he taught her, the type of kiss that made him dizzy and full and begging for more.

"Yes, I'm sure. I'm fine." She answered with a smile before hiding herself in his neck. She asked if he had a condom. He grabbed one from his wallet and sheathed himself with it.

When they were both ready, he hovered above her, suddenly looking unsure but Jisoo kissed his worries away. She was afraid too but she was certain she would be alright. The blinding faith she had with this man, a stranger, should cast all kinds of alarm in her head, and in all honesty, she didn't understand it either. Maybe she was entranced by his handsome face, or maybe it was something about his searching eyes and the comfort of his words that made him trustworthy.

She was certain with him.

“I’m going to go slowly, ok?” He said as he positioned himself into her. His cock brushed against her gently and ever so slowly, pushed himself to her. He didn’t go all the way in; he drew back halfway in, waiting for her reaction, and when she showed no discomfort, he entered her with the same pace again, but he inched closer. Each time he moved, she heaved and puffed. He repeated the same process until her breathing evened out.

Jisoo was uncomfortable with him being inside her. It hurt a bit in the beginning, like there was struggle for him to intrude but it eventually eased out as he repeated his gradual thrusts.

When the initial sting ebbed out, Jisoo started to feel less bashful. The arms that clung to his neck had started to explore the planes of his body, from his chest to his back but they always trail back to the nape of his neck, where she'd either brush or grab a fistful of his hair, depending on how fast or slow he would go.

The man encouraged her to not only examine his body but also hers. He had her fondle her own breast, and rub herself, although admittedly, she was still a tad bit sheepish about the act.

He nuzzled the side of her neck as she started voicing out her pleasure. His low chuckles rang in her ear teasingly and she had to pinch him on his sides for him to stop. Well, not to stop. She groaned her complaints and urged for him to continue.

He consumed her grumble with his lips, biting her lower lip playfully before sucking it. Jisoo decided she liked it when he kissed her and, paired with his sensual thrusts, made her like it more. It was exhilarating and intoxicating and it felt like there was a build up inside her. She felt full but she also felt like it wasn’t enough. And there was an anticipation of something that she couldn't seem to grasp. Until, until she couldn't, until she needed to hold on to something because there was something that wanted to escape from her, she wanted release and, and, for a split second, everything stood still. There was no sound, no sight, nothing. La petite mort.

And then, the sensation of skin against skin.

And the sound of his heavy panting.

Then his eyes. There was a glint of want in his eyes. A flash of belongingness.

Jisoo fell asleep with those eyes in her dreams.

—

After what could have been fifteen minutes but was actually an hour, Jinyoung stirred from his light nap and saw the world spin. He tried to massage his head to alleviate the slight pounding in his head. He was still drunk and weirdly elated.

His vision was doubling but when he saw her, it focused. She was lying on her side, her head cushioned by one of her arms (which was, to Jinyoung's dismay, also covering her naked breast) while the other was set atop his palm. She was awake.

He propped his elbow to get a better look of her. She was young and pretty and had an innocent look on her. He wondered what her name was. He was about to ask when she spoke.

"Can," the girl bit her lip. He didn't know if she was aware that she was scratching his skin with her nails faintly. It was arousing and oddly endearing how nervous she was. "Can we do it again?"

He couldn't help but chuckle. She was so shy the first time around but she was more confident now. "Yes," he said, capturing her with another kiss.

The second time they did it, the girl was more comfortable and more receptive to his suggestions. He was more open and talkative and he said all kinds of dirty talk that made her laugh and blush at the same time. He liked hearing her laughter.

But he loved the way she whined and moaned under him more.

He was slightly rougher and more enthusiastic, as opposed to his moderated manner earlier, but she didn't mind. In fact, she seemed to like it even more encouraging him with her yes, oh, and that's good, you feel so good.

He reached his peak faster this time and as did she, and soon they both fell into a deep and satisfying slumber, tangled in each other's arms.

#mumuyahAU #park jinyoung #kim jisoo #jinji #kpop au #gotpink #gotpink au #mmyseries: the blunder

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